Kitkatpoptart24

The smell of meat long bad tickled the hounds' nose, sending a message to her brain that food was near by. fallowing her excellent nose to the rotting meat, on closer inspection she smelt something much worse then the meat. Poison, the street was tainted with the dark spawn blood. She walked back the way she came, only the dirt road and he breeze of the day to keep her company. the hunger might just take her over and send her to the death of tainted blood only to die a death with a little more food in her gut. lying down in front of the chantry to wait for death by hunger, human or other. bodys of men, women, and children scatered the ground.