MisfitGhoul
the Silent
Dakota worriedly looked at the eyeless creatures. "D-Drake... What are those things?" The 13-year-old was obviously frightened by their appearance; she shook off the feeling and helped the girls to her bed. "Let me treat the bite marks," she was speaking to the one whom gotten bit. She grabbed gauze and wrapped it around the bite mark slightly tight, so it wouldn't bleed out. Then, she tended to Drake's shoulder, doing the same. "You okay?"