She'll have her blood, a sample to tempt her appetite as her claws sink into Ginia's leg. Ginia bites back a groan of pain, amazed at how deep fingernails can dig in to flesh. She pulls back on her leg, nails digging painfully out, and kicks with the other one before she can shield herself.
She'll take those seconds to scramble out from under, taking only an extra second to save her journal from the bag before getting back to her feet.
...I should never phone tag again. Dear god, the typos.
She'll take those seconds to scramble out from under, taking only an extra second to save her journal from the bag before getting back to her feet.