[Muff Muff]

The door swung open to the little room, letting in the scent of blood and sweat. M limped into the room slowly, using the sheathed sword as leverage to hold her up. A full bag rested over her shoulder atop her back. Though it had obviously been the same woman, there was something more about her this time. Claws the color of the crimson pools outside were replacing her hands. Matching horns and dragon wings were protruding from her body. Well she was an Ascent Arco after all.

Red eyes that replaced her once blue ones, peered around the room as she made her way to a corner. Falling against the wall, more from exhaustion, she let herself reach the floor. She leaned against her soft looking bag and almost instantly she had fallen asleep. Dirt and blood encrusting on her skin and clothes. Her grip still stayed clutched to her sword as she slept.