Clyvelle
Trudging through the forest Tia leaned heavily upon her spear. An arm hung limp at her side unresponsive, one of her eyes was shut hiding what lay underneath. Her rampage and encounter with the Monsters in the village had ended in her defeat. It was her first time losing a fight, though before she would have never challenged that many in the first place. She simply wasn't in the right frame of mind to think logically or of her safety. With her accrued biomass she had reconstituted most of her body, but it wasn't enough to restore functionality to all of her. Some of her flesh was "dead" unable to be moved or be commanded. Her last meal had allayed the worst of her hunger, but after the fight she was in a worse state than before. She needed nutrients to restore her body, the plants along the ground weren't enough, neither were the insects that ventured too close and she had yet to find any animals she could catch. Tia knew what she needed, but she couldn't have it. They would hate her, she was sure of it.
Once Tia struck battering aside one of the mercenaries she turned to the mercenary leader, but found he was already running away. She tilted her head as she watched him run. Her eyes glazed over as a pout stretched across her face. "Ah, it got away..." Tia retracted her tentacle till it was the length of her normal arm. She walked forward dragging her inert leg along. "Haru, Tia hungry. What should Tia eat; food, gone..." She called out to him, the voice which goaded her into action. And it answered. 'Don't worry, theres still something to eat. I wouldn't let you go hungry. Take a look, just over there.' With a lethargic turn of her head she saw the other mercenary she had struck and subsequently forgotten about.
As the madness of battle echoed out all around her Tia merely continued her meal. Even the explosion that rang out causing debris and blood to fly through the air did not disturb her. It wasn't even that she was ignoring it; she simply couldn't hear it. Tunnel vision to the highest degree had set in. At first she had ate the corpse like one would pick at dinner. But as time passed she got more violent, and animalistic. She didn't eat in pieces but in bloody chunks. Eventually all pretense of her being human was discarded completely, as Tia didn't even put her food in her mouth anymore she just absorbed it into her body with her tendril. Before long all that was left was a bloody smear and torn leather armor. Not even bone remained.
With the pitter patter of her feet Tia had ran off in a distraught rush, only to collide with one of the mercenaries. Her strength being much greater than her frame would suggest, the man was thrown to the floor. In surprise Tia followed suit the collision having shocked her into losing her footing. She unceremoniously face planted into the ground. With tears falling from her eyes she gripped handfuls of dirt in her hands, but laid unmoving. Unwilling to face the world. Unfortunately for the man she had landed on top of and pinned down she wasn't moving and before he could recover his enemy struck. Tia didn't really notice the mans death by the undead predator, but upon hearing Nissa's voice she did stir.
Tia blinked as Ciu'nan spoke to her as if remembering the presence of other people. She still clung to Haruki's spear but she looked the Fae in the eyes and seemed to perk up, just a bit. "Tia not hurt, though there is pain... It fine Tia strong." She nodded to Ciu'nan trying to inject some of the old vigor she had possessed before into her words. The young monster turned her head to Nissa as she addressed the Fae. She listened intently to their words, her despair had not completely waned her curious nature. The Vampire was a new experience for her, but she recognized another predator. Her animalistic instincts kept her alert in response to her presence. When Ciu'nan stepped back from Nissa out of wariness Tia positioned herself slightly between the two somewhat protectively. She had not known Ciu'nan well and had even been aggressive to her when they first met, but she was one of the few familiar sights Tia had anymore. She was not the kind of being that caring for someone and protecting them came too naturally to. But she would express her love for her pack through the things that were the most normal to her, namely violence and defending of what she deemed "territory".
