Melania’s Perspective:
Silently, I shadowed Bambi until an acrid stench seized me; a mélange of feces and urine hung in the air. Ahead, three rogues were huddled together, sparking an icy dread within me. Hastily, I reached out to Brock and Justin through a mind-link, informing them of my location and the trio's menacing presence.
Then Anastacia took control, her resolve unwavering in the mission to rescue the pup. She strode confidently toward the rogues, who betrayed a fleeting fear before it vanished behind their steely façades.
Anastacia's point of view:
Crimson as the devil's stare, their stench is akin to traversing the depths of a sewer. I prowl around them in a snarl. They attempt to enclose me in their ring, yet their speed falters. With swiftness, my bite had already found
