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|| { Refracted: DH } ||

Daya shrugged, "It's not anything bad. If it was, they would've told us. It might come off over time, I think?" She shrugged. The moon was now high in the sky as they loitered around the outpost. "Should we go soon, or wait until tomorrow?"

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

Daya smirked, "You look like.. fifty-percent idiot, and fifty-percent like you're about to kill someone with a spear." She rubbed her feathered hand through the fur as well, then examined the dust that was left on her hand. "Hm. It feels like.. sugar, or flour. It's weird." She rubbed it on her other hand, tinting the feathers blue.

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

"When you shake it around too much, it starts to.. well, 'decompose' in a way? And it leaves that stuff behind." Daya looked down at his fingers. "You could make some great face paint with that, too. It looks cool." She said, then looked at Ethan. Dang, using magic is that tiring?

Once they got back to the outpost, Daya plopped onto the ground, rubbing her face. She dug through her bag, and took out some gauze and medicine for her small wound.

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

"You don't have to right now. You can rest, if you need to." Daya put her knives in their sheaths, since she just realized she was still holding them.

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

Daya followed them back to the outpost. "Does that happen every time you use magic?" She questioned once Ethan started feeling better. "That really helped a lot, by the way." She added before he answered.

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

"We're gonna have to get going soon. Animals are gonna smell my blood and come running." Daya rubbed her scratch. Though it was shallow and would only take a few days to heal, it stung like hell.

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

Daya glanced down at Ethan, who obviously didn't seem strong enough to do anything at the moment. "Let him rest." She uttered, now looking at Sebastian. She, too, had regained her strength, and her headache began to subside.

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

The demon collapsed. It's glow started to fade, until its breathing stopped and the glow had disappeared. Daya stared at the corpse, her body still shaking. "That.. that wasn't so hard. One less demon in the world."

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

Daya let out a screech that sounded like a barn owl's call, and jumped into the air. The demon's head was turned to look at Sebastian, so she should be able to attack- the demon turned its head to look at her, but it was too slow, as her blades were already digging into its side. It let out a loud howl, and turned to swipe at her. It's claws dug through the skin under her feathers, but they didn't go deep. She yanked her blades out of its side. Two large holes were left in its side as she jumped away, her scratch bleeding slightly. "Ethan! Attack it!" She yelled. The demon was now growling at her, ready to pounce on its target.

|| { Refracted: DH } ||

The demon's head snapped to his direction. It let out a loud huff, but didn't approach. Daya put her finger over her lips, and stared at the creature. Her head was pounding now, but no where near as bad as Ethan's migraine. "It's hearing is better than a normal wolf, so shh." She whispered as quiet as she could. The demon didn't notice them.

Daya was hiding behind a thick tree, but her large body made her more noticeable than the smaller members of her team. But, luckily, her brown-and-white feathers made her look like the trees around her. Her hands started to shake, not from the weakness that burdened her, but from the adrenaline coursing through her veins.