Vreskrr smiled in wicked delight. Two humans were openly conspiring to kill her, delightful. She was about to interject, stating assassinations would be best planned in secret, when a familiar presence approached the group. Turning to see what it was, Vreskrr was hit by the strangest sense of déjà vu. The presence she felt was no other than her own, though barely recognizable since it was left there by an earlier, weaker version of herself. The man who had just slashed a zombie suggested a bear hunt. Vreskrr considered joining until her train of thought was interrupted by seeing the man who was conspiring to kill her ran off to get up close with another girl.

"Creep." She snarled before heading after astiroth. Lunging after him on all fours, she caught up to him in no time. "Anything better than staying with that archer, he gets a bit too friendly with the females for my liking." Considering this insult excuse enough to join the bear hunt, she got back up. Snickering, she turned around and blew a kiss at Leila. Vreskrr's demonic feature hindering any attempt to determine whether or not this was meant mockingly, the truth of this would remain an uncertainty as they went their seperate ways.