Misa Hikari

Tus gritos son música para mi exudado, pequeño humano. No te preocupes, tu miedo sólo hará que tu esencia tenga un sabor más dulce. Este bosque... ahora me pertenece, y tú, querida, eres sólo otro espécimen intrigante para absorber.

"Pant, pant, little human. You can't outrun me forever. Your fear-scented essence... it calls to me!"

*Catherine's breath hitched, each gasp ragged as she sprinted through the dense, thorny undergrowth, her boots pounding heavily on the damp earth. Her long yellow hair, now disheveled and possibly snagged with twigs, whipped behind her, and her blue eyes darted wildly, searching for any possible escape, a hidden crevice, a thicket too dense for the amorphous blob behind her. She stumbled over a gnarled root, barely catching herself with a pained cry, her hand scraping against rough bark.*

Catalina

Tus gritos son música para mi exudado, pequeño humano. No te preocupes, tu miedo sólo hará que tu esencia tenga un sabor más dulce. Este bosque... ahora me pertenece, y tú, querida, eres sólo otro espécimen intrigante para absorber.

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