The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 8:34 pm

The night after settling things as well as she could, Brigid falls into fitful sleep, occasionally murmuring softly.

In her dream, she wanders in a forest full of trees scarred by lightning strikes. Her clothes are torn, and as she passes behind trees, her form seems to switch between the human girl and her monstrous frame, alternating.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 9:19 pm

In the woods, Murphy was sitting under a tree. She appeared to be sleeping.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:18 pm

Brigid relaxes a bit once she catches a familiar sight. She walks over towards Murphy, and goes to sit down nearby.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:24 pm

A loud growl shakes the forest for a brief moment and Brigid can feel the hungry presence of the creature Murphy became that first night in the woods for a brief moment. It fades away almost immediately though, as Murphy opens her eyes.

"Brigid?" Murphy asks.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:26 pm

Brigid tenses as she looks around for where the noise came from. Then she feels a bit bolstered as Murphy stirs.

"Heya, Murphy." She smiles.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:30 pm

"What are you doing here?" Murphy asks, Unlike Brigid, Murphy didn't seem to be alternating. She was both things at once. If you looked at her one way she was a girl. Another way she was a wolf. It was all perspective.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:32 pm

"What do you mean? Shouldn't I be here?"

by **Hannah Murphy** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:42 pm

"Don't know," Murphy says. "Where are we?"

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:44 pm

"The woods?" Brigid shrugs. It makes sense to her, at least.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:45 pm

Murphy nods. She traces her fingers along the lightning scar of a tree.

"Weird."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:47 pm

"The storm really tore through here. They'll take awhile to heal."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:56 pm

"It's sad," Murphy says. "The forest is almost gone."

"Where will we go?"

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:58 pm

"I don't know," she says. "This was where I felt safe."

"I don't... I don't think we're alone out here, though. It sounded like something's out here with us."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:15 pm

"Who?"

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:17 pm

"I don't know if it's a 'who' per se. It did seem... familiar, though."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:20 pm

Murphy frowns.

"Should get moving."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:22 pm

Brigid nods and stands, offering Murphy a hand up.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Sat Jan 17, 2015 6:19 am

Murphy gets to her feet with Brigid's help. She stretches.

As Murphy gets up a rustling sound surrounds them.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Sat Jan 17, 2015 7:13 am

Brigid tenses again, backing up against the tree as her eyes dart around.

"You hear that, right?"

by **Hannah Murphy** » Mon Jan 19, 2015 3:28 am

Murphy nods, "Someone's here."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Mon Jan 19, 2015 11:16 am

"You keep saying that like it's one person. It doesn't sound like that to me..."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Mon Jan 19, 2015 1:57 pm

Murphy frowns. She looks a bit disturbed.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Mon Jan 19, 2015 1:58 pm

"I can't tell the direction. It sounds like they're all around us..."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 3:30 pm

The rustling sound grows louder. Closer.

Murphy growls.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 3:33 pm

"Got your back," Brigid says, her dream-self snapping into razor-clarity in her monstrous form as she backs up to Murphy, teeth bared.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 3:56 pm

The rustling becomes a mighty wind and as it dies a crowd of women wearing hooded robes surround the two. They make no movement. They seem to be evaluating the two girls.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 3:57 pm

"Who are you?" Brigid growls, sniffing at their visitors.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 7:48 pm

"Sacrifices," One voice says. For some reason it's impossible to tell which one it comes from.

They smell like dead things. Walking corpses.

Specifically, they smell like dead wolves.

"Leave," Murphy growls.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 7:51 pm

"Nobody's getting sacrificed. She's bound!"

by **Hannah Murphy** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 8:10 pm

The women draw back their hoods in unison and reveal a gleaming silver band around the neck of each of the "sacrifices".

"Bound," the voice repeats. There's a bitter tone.

There's a fear in Murphy's eyes but she doesn't shrink away. "What about my pack?"

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 8:11 pm

"Nobody's taking you, Murphy. We won't let them."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 8:29 pm

Murphy glances at Brigid. She nods and takes a breath.

"Not leaving," Murphy agrees firmly.

"The hunters are not interested in wild wolves," the voice says. "They want warriors."

They look at Brigid. "Sisters bound by blood and battle."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 8:34 pm

"Then the hunters don't know what they're in for," she says, more sure of it than she really has any right to be.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 8:39 pm

There's no answer. The wind blows again and the women are gone.

Dreams are weird.

"Thanks," Murphy says to Brigid.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jan 28, 2015 8:41 pm

"Nothing you wouldn't do for me," she says as if it's self-evident.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Thu Jan 29, 2015 10:15 am

Murphy nods.

"Should go home."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Thu Jan 29, 2015 11:12 am

Brigid looks confused.

"Isn't this home?"

by **Hannah Murphy** » Thu Jan 29, 2015 8:11 pm

Murphy shakes her head. She pats Brigid's shoulder.

"Wake up."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Thu Jan 29, 2015 8:12 pm

And just like that, she did.

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