>>15293442>>15293537>>15293596>>15294000>>15294104http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPz5j97FUTsCombat with the Trevenant is but a pipe dream. No amount of petty Embers will be able to quell him of his brewing anger. The ghostly tree pushes aside both halves of your perfectly-chopped body, and makes way for your now unguarded cohort.
If there was ever a time in her life that she showed emotion passing the extent of her typical calmness, it was definitely right now. Fear, legitimate, developing fear, was growing inside of her.
The tree huskily breaths as he drags his machete over. Lacking in free-reign over his own thoughts, all he can do is reflect back on his order. Orders..
and pain.The zombie Furfrou doesn't like this one bit, he growls at the looming tree. Should he lay a wooden hand on the girl, why the dog would just go batshit insane. He barks repeatedly, telling him to stop in his own raspy dog-tongue.
The Trevenant doesn't respond, he just continues to breath...deeply.
"BOUAAAFFFF! OOOUAAF, BOOU!" the dog barks louder, but the tree doesn't bother to pay him any attention. This only further enrages the dog, and leads him to believe that there's no stopping him until Miss too, is chopped in half to a bloody pulp.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUAAAAAFFFFFFFFF!!!!" like the loyal dog that he is, zombie Furfrou hobbles himself over to the Trevenant.
"Wait, not you too! Come back!" although still holding great disdain for the raggedy mutt, Miss is still concerned for his well-being enough to warn him of the life-threatening dangers.
Furfrou doesn't listen to her, and she fears that this might just be the end for him too.
The zombified dog hobbles up to tree, continuing to bark menacingly. He seriously doesn't want that thing coming near her. The two have only just met and yet, the dog wants to protect her from this swarming evil, though that could just be because she's polite enough to scream, call him ugly, and run away.
