*she caught a grip to the horses mane, also the werecat because the horse was frightened by Charles. They were both almost threwn off the horses back. Quickly she peered into the horses mind, to ease him. Her attention was focused on this stranger who popped out of the mists, along with the pile of corpses behind him.*
"who are you? State your name? And what do you make of those corpses behind you? Are you joining us? Or are you against us?"
*her eyes was still fixed on him, her hand held a tight grasp of the blade of unicorn*
((loved the picture you drew, artistic)) :D