[Myhrta's hands are glowing faintly green when the feed comes on. She's sitting at the bridge, her feet dangling in the water. She looks a little rough - her hair is all in disarray, a few fresh bruises are purpling under her skin. A few red splashes can be seen on her armour.

And yet, she's smiling a little.I'm pleased to say that the tree ( Read more... )

[Myhrta still has a ragged red scar around her arm. Even though it looks ugly, it's also clearly healing over, courtesy of Valeria. Myhrta is sure to express her thanks first, and they are genuine and heartfelt.]

Valeria, thank you for your quick action on my own wounds. My arm is healing perfectly well.

[A large blue moth flutters down and lands ( Read more... )

[Anyone who has heard Myhrta's transformations before will recognise the sound of her turning from one form back into her true one. She makes an odd sound, like she's tasted something disgusting, before she speaks.]

Of course, it would be too much to think that these creatures give us even a moment, isn't it ( Read more... )

[The communicator comes on as it is knocked to the ground and bounces. The feed is shown at an odd angle, and depicts Myhrta in her cat form swiping a hideous little creature with too-large fangs aside. Another one leaps for her, giggling and laughing, and it doesn't take long to realize that she's surrounded by the horrible things, which seems to ( Read more... )