Caution, violence ahead. don your has-mat suits and dont touch ANYTHING white.


Edit: And YES this will effect her in-game. She will be sluggish and tired until the infection is cleared up. (Which she needs help with by the way, she has NO CLUE how to fix it and did not know of the Rock Hounds since she has been pretty much alone)

Spirited one did not want to stop running. Her lungs hurt, eyes stung, and side burnt. She thought it was blood sliding down her belly... but white ooze trickled down and made nests in her striped fur.

The trees whizzed by and she leapt through a few, the high-pitched noise and blue smoke clouded her vision and dampened her hearing momentarily. This was enough time for her hunter to gather speed and confront her. Spirited one let out a high-pitched, barking cry as the bones flew at her face. Her body sprang backward-sideways and began to run jauntily again. The beast was upon her in moments and Spirited One knew she had to stop the running and get to the brawling.

Whipping around, the exhausted doe raised herself on her hind hooves. She came crashing down like a large tree on to the beast that assailed her. Spirited One grunted as she felt her hooves break the spine of the beast. A white ooze spattered her as well as the earth about their battle. Leaping gracefully away, the startled doe watched with horror-swollen eyes as the infection knitted the spine of the skeletal wolf together. She crouched in fear for a moment before rushing the creature again. The unnatural green light that came from its eyes bounced and jostled as it leaped to its feet. The beast met her attack, knocking them both to the ground with horrible force.

The beast seemed to be rubbing itself on her stomach as it sat atop her, grasping her muzzle with its stinking maw. It clawed and battered her as she tried to right herself. Spirited one finally gave a powerful kick to the beast's literal ribcage and sent it flying off in to a tree. The bones clattered as it caught on a branch. Staggering to her feet, the doe kept her eyes trained on the beast in the trees.

The green light couldn't hide between the leaves. Like a cat, though, it stalked her from a higher angle. Ears back, the Kudu doe let out a mixture between a grunt and growl, though it gurgled as blood dribbled from her nose and chin. She shook her head, trying to clear it. Staggering, she tried to stiffen herself for the next attack as the Rock Hound plummeted from the tree and on to her back.

Strong, spasming bucks sent the beast through the air as Spirited One tried to get away again. She ran and ran until she reached the rocks that were known as the Playground. The wolf followed her the whole way, but did not quite make the jump on to the boulder, crashing in to it and losing a large portion of its skull. The lower jaw flopped wildly as it tried to right itself.

Spirited One gave one last attempt at killing the beast. She leapt down atop it and repeatedly stamped on its skull. The gem rolled out and the beast grew silent. It was over.

The doe sank gratefully in to the tall grasses. She let out a bellow as her cuts stung with the infection ravaging her system.

Crying out again, this time for help, the doe lay her head next to the stone. Rock Hound bone fragments protruded from her legs, causing them to ache and pulse with pain. The white Infection bubbled on her belly, spilling out over the grass.

Anyone, help! It hurts....heh....hel....HELP... ME! She cried, losing her breath more and more with each call. The infection nipped and nibbled at her wounds, causing her blood to clot quickly around her nostrils. The doe was slowly succumbing to the infection, but she knew she should stay awake. To sleep was to die.

HEEEEEEELLLLlllp. She cried out again from the shade of the stones.