/screams in horror, blood dripping from her multiple stab woundsLong Con wrote:-= Beautiful =-
TinyBubbles panted as she pressed her back up against a thick tree in the darkness. She could hear the angry voices from several directions now, and torchlight lit up the woods all around. She had been running for too long, and her lungs burned and her muscles ached.
She dug her claws into the tree to climb up and hide in the thick foliage, but she didn't make it all the way up before someone yelled "There she is! I see her!"
Quickly the people converged, swords, torches, pitchforks, and nooses in everyone's hands. TinyBubbles scampered up higher into the tree, and tried to climb out a high branch to reach a neighbouring tree, but a crossbow bolt thudded into her shoulder and she cried out, retreating.
It wasn't long before they set fire to the tree, and as the flames rose, TinyBubbles had to leap to the ground, where they all converged on her, and she died, curled up in a ball, stabbed over and over.
TinyBubbles has been lynched. She was the Beautiful Beast.
It is now Night 3. Please send in your Night PMs and movements.
see you on the flip side guys