Of Clothes and Things [Ulv]

The arrow continued to shake as she made her way towards the heavy door. The beast's disappearance did nothing to soothe her emotions, nor did the monster's sarcasm. She was... She needed to...

The fuck was she doing?

Sylvia gritted her teeth with indecision. Her body wanted to act just how Ulv demanded, but... Nothing good would come from it. She knew that. Still, she...

The cloth of her leiden hant was released to free up focus for more strings to wrench open the door behind her. Her motions were clumsy, but effective, and just before she'd exited the home, her eyes glanced towards the torn coat left on the back of the seat. One final reach into the room by her will brought the dropped pocketbook and two more seele schneider to her, where they attached comically to her abdomen.

As her steps brought her out into daylight and open air, the Quincy's gaze fell on Ulv again. She wavered between her fear, her hatred, and some regret that was seeping in all too slowly to change things now. Before her fingers could loose the arrow, she vanished down the street.