[The creature makes a bone-chilling noise -- something that sounds like both a howl and a shriek at once -- when the shot connects with its shoulder, piercing flesh and shattering bone. The other creatures smell blood and only seem to become more enraged by the coppery scent in the air, knowing one of their own has been wounded. They're angry, and they seek vengeance.
One of them bares jagged, yellowed teeth at Lucille and lunges forward, brushing against her as she quickly sidesteps it. She twists her body around, lunging back with the swift ferocity of a snake, and plunges the knife into its back. The blade -- sharp and gleaming -- sinks into flesh, and the creature arches its back, howling.
One of the other beasts comes running towards Will with no regard for its self-preservation. It wants to kill, and it will die trying. So it runs forward, gnashing its jaw, while another creature circles Will and Lucille, watching the scene unfold.
The creature that Lucille has just stabbed lashes at her and manages to strike her leg with its clawed paw. She hisses and yelps, green blood spilling from a newly created wound. A strong floral smell accompanies it, and the beast stumbles back, now distracted, shaking the paw that has her blood on it while whimpering. It's an odd reaction, but Lucille barely notices. For now.]
CW: blood, violence, description of injury
One of them bares jagged, yellowed teeth at Lucille and lunges forward, brushing against her as she quickly sidesteps it. She twists her body around, lunging back with the swift ferocity of a snake, and plunges the knife into its back. The blade -- sharp and gleaming -- sinks into flesh, and the creature arches its back, howling.
One of the other beasts comes running towards Will with no regard for its self-preservation. It wants to kill, and it will die trying. So it runs forward, gnashing its jaw, while another creature circles Will and Lucille, watching the scene unfold.
The creature that Lucille has just stabbed lashes at her and manages to strike her leg with its clawed paw. She hisses and yelps, green blood spilling from a newly created wound. A strong floral smell accompanies it, and the beast stumbles back, now distracted, shaking the paw that has her blood on it while whimpering. It's an odd reaction, but Lucille barely notices. For now.]