Melanie shakes her head. She understands Sara's confusion, and she understands why someone wouldn't believe what she has to say. But this is important, and they don't have much time.
She hasn't eaten today.
It hasn't been something she's needed to think about over the past few weeks. She hunts when she's hungry, and with Miss Justineau safe inside Rosie, there have been no human scents to tempt her. She is dangerous to animals, and dangerous towards the other children when she has to be (or has to pretend to be), but she hasn't been dangerous like she is here -- not for ages. So she hasn't been careful.
When Sara lifts her arm, even though she isn't close enough to touch, she's close enough to smell.
Melanie's jaw starts to ache. Oh, no. She steps back, reeling a little. "You have to go," she grits out as something wild and uncompromising starts to yawn open inside of her. "Go inside! Now!"
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She hasn't eaten today.
It hasn't been something she's needed to think about over the past few weeks. She hunts when she's hungry, and with Miss Justineau safe inside Rosie, there have been no human scents to tempt her. She is dangerous to animals, and dangerous towards the other children when she has to be (or has to pretend to be), but she hasn't been dangerous like she is here -- not for ages. So she hasn't been careful.
When Sara lifts her arm, even though she isn't close enough to touch, she's close enough to smell.
Melanie's jaw starts to ache. Oh, no. She steps back, reeling a little. "You have to go," she grits out as something wild and uncompromising starts to yawn open inside of her. "Go inside! Now!"