>.> ... [color=DarkOrchid]"Quite the noisy day-nya; isn't it~? So much prey running wildly about hardly makes it worth it. But at least it was fun for a few moments~ Right~?"[/color] The last conscious victim in a room full of werewolves and prisoners alike whimpered; unable to open its jaw enough for any begging words. They all bore the marks of the feline's conquest. Bleeding and strewn about as she toyed with the last of the werewolves in this particular tunnel. [color=DarkOrchid]"Well, nya~ I suppose this means I can take my leave? If you're the best you lot have to offer, I'm surprised there isn't more of the prisoners trying to get out."[/color]

Clawing the grasp of death into the poor wolf, Noire trotted off with a spring in her step further up the caverns. Coming into the area locally known as the Lagoon, she was pleasantly surprised to find that there actually was more prisoners trying to get out; or at least between her and the exit. Quite a few actually, as she made a perch for herself as she stared off at the group. Curious if she should take them out too, or if she should just move on past and ignore them. They did have rat in the mix that made them awful fun to play with, but there was also the other two on the other end of the room. Deciding to just wait to see how everything develops before she intervened.