Kay had hoped this would be enough for Serena but the moment she frowned and asked to have a private word outside, she knew her hopes weren't to be. Sighing and placing the cloth down beside Drake so if he felt the need for it, he could reach for it without moving too much, she stood up and nodded. "Sure" she replied, walking outside the room, closing the door behind them both. "What's wrong?" She asked.
Chas waited beside him, keeping an eye out but also feeling pretty certain that Fia had the last remaining hound distracted and far enough away from them both. He was about to reply to John, but even John got cut off mid sentence when they both heard Fia's yell if pain. "John she's got backup, keep going with this" he told him, knowing it was so important to do this part and had a feeling Fia would lecture them both if they didn't complete the task.
With the wolf pinning the hound, she made sure her blades hit true, panting as she watched the hound yelped and howled in pain before dying on the ground. "Bloody hate hellhounds...." She grumbled again, shuffling herself up against a tree bark so she could gather herself after the fight. She also needed to check herself over for any injuries so she knew if she needed to pause for healing or not. Checking herself over, she initially couldn't see any injury and was about to sigh with relief, but the moment she went to get up to go retrieve her blade, she fell back down onto the ground with a hiss. Pulling her trouser leg up she saw a gash down her calf, "well shit...."
Chas waited beside him, keeping an eye out but also feeling pretty certain that Fia had the last remaining hound distracted and far enough away from them both. He was about to reply to John, but even John got cut off mid sentence when they both heard Fia's yell if pain. "John she's got backup, keep going with this" he told him, knowing it was so important to do this part and had a feeling Fia would lecture them both if they didn't complete the task.
With the wolf pinning the hound, she made sure her blades hit true, panting as she watched the hound yelped and howled in pain before dying on the ground. "Bloody hate hellhounds...." She grumbled again, shuffling herself up against a tree bark so she could gather herself after the fight. She also needed to check herself over for any injuries so she knew if she needed to pause for healing or not. Checking herself over, she initially couldn't see any injury and was about to sigh with relief, but the moment she went to get up to go retrieve her blade, she fell back down onto the ground with a hiss. Pulling her trouser leg up she saw a gash down her calf, "well shit...."