PURR... "RUMALIN! JUST HOLD on a LITTLE LONGER. Give me what I NEED, HMMMMM!" Her hand gripped Romalin's shoulders like a vise. The younger girl beneath her struggled desperately.

Romalen: "AHHHHH! NO! GET AWAY! GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" She flailed her hands and feet wildly, but Sevatlana's grip was incredibly strong, holding her in place as if she were moving a mountain, despite her slender frame.

She heard other breaths approaching from the other side. It was Gibanyanli, nimbly climbing the mountain and leaping with the combative agility of a cat.

She purred, trying to pull her mother away from the victim, but her mother returned the same threatening, defiant look... followed by another muffled purr that made Romalin scream.

"AHHHHH! GET AWAY FROM ME!"

Sevatlana tried to bite Sevatlana with her teeth... but couldn't. Romalin, in a frenzy of hysterical panic, pushed her away. Sevatlana's face twisted in annoyance, not anger, but the hunger, the thirst for the 'crimson lifeblood' Gibanyanli leaped as if to devour, and instead of hitting Romalin, she struck her mother, and they both tumbled down together. "Hmphh...! "

Sevatlana and Gibanianli tumbled together down the mountainside, into the grass, and landed in a heap of limbs and clothing. Dread of daisy pollen swirled between them as they fell into the sprawling field.

Romalin stood unsteadily, clutching her bag, her eyes darting frantically around her as she searched for a place to escape. Her light blonde hair, streaked with orange and blue, was disheveled and covered in the scent of mountain daisies. She fled unsteadily and haphazardly, following the gravel path, never knowing where it would lead.

"OH God, DAMNIT it, DAMNIT it!" Romalin thought. She looked behind her and saw no one chasing her. She sighed, a breath she didn't realize she was capable of letting out. She clutched her bag in front of her; its weight was a little heavy, and it hurt, but