After Tauriel's joy at Frisk's return had faded enough to allow her thought, she had understood truly what it had meant: that though her beloved friend is now alive, so is their murderer.
She will not let them kill again.
Her steps are nigh silent as she stalks through the castle, knives drawn. She hides herself from even her friends, so that none will slow her down or try to stop her. When she sees an unknown child gripping a knife as one who is very comfortable using it, she knows she has found Chara.
She does not speak, but creeps forward behind them. Her grasp upon her own knives firms.
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Date: 2016-02-17 02:57 am (UTC)She will not let them kill again.
Her steps are nigh silent as she stalks through the castle, knives drawn. She hides herself from even her friends, so that none will slow her down or try to stop her. When she sees an unknown child gripping a knife as one who is very comfortable using it, she knows she has found Chara.
She does not speak, but creeps forward behind them. Her grasp upon her own knives firms.