[Guest art by Salty and Dreamer! Links to their pages in the description!]
The day had not been off to a good start. Well… Not that being kidnapped and told that you were going to die could make for a good day either way.
A purple quad laid on the stairway to the forest, bleeding from the head and barely holding onto consciousness. A crowd of wyngro sat around her, trying to keep her from passing. The tensions were higher than they were when they all first were contacted by the altar, if that was even possible with how each and everyone of them now knew that their peers could be killers… Even Amica, bleeding out on the stairs, could be a killer and saving her could be the death of them!
Cappu folded her arms in frustration, watching as a few wyngro were tending to Amica’s wounds. This whole situation was less than ideal. She sighed and leaned her back against the wall. What if she never came out of this? Would Dolce be