Unlike Donna, Wendy felt unable to go through life without her mask even with only Angie being the other person that could see her face.
She found herself selfish, she always was but for this, it bothered her for a while until Donna's words could convince her that it was alright if she kept wearing it.
It amused Wendy how little does Donna realize the power in her hands. Wendy knew without a doubt that if the bird mother realized this it would end in war before she could convince her possible ally to be on her side.
Donna would follow her lead and she knew she'd follow Donna's but she still need to get Alcina as she planned while speaking with Angie.
Not only to have more power on her side, not knowing the extent of Miranda's power yet, but also because Alcina and her daughters weren't exactly on her hit list, Donna liked them and she tolerated them, plus they helped with the Heisenberg fiasco so she just can't go around killing them when her real target is Miranda.
"I'll be sure to remind her of what she forgot so she can suffer before she dies." She muttered, imitating the motion she did long ago, the gesture of breaking a neck as a large smile pulled itself on her face. "I should hurry back tho."
Even if this forest was magic and would seemingly teleport people from around the world somehow and make people escaping the manor walk in circles back to it, Wendy was too distracted by her thoughts to have her hunt to be bountiful, her stomach kicking her in the gut to remind her why she came here.
She sighed, scratching where the neck cuff was until not long ago, smiled wider now that it was gone.
The ability this suppressed was one that was forced upon her by Umbrella but it was still useful when it came down to it as she had told Donna, turning into black mist, smoke.
Oh but this mist ability? That was quite a gift in its own cursed way.
It felt like TV static seeping into her limbs as they turned black before dissipating into smoke soon followed with the whole body.
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After a much quicker hunt, fazing around trees, unaffected by gravity or matter, her prey laid under her, pleading for his life.... Or he did, until she ripped his throat out with her sharp teeth.
She feasted until something felt.... Off.
She looked up, ears pricked up like a dogs, despite being in human shape they turned as if to listen to a noise.
She felt the pull of her name, her true name.
She knew better then to ignore this even if nothing was a danger to her... Wendigoes do all they can to keep a bonded once they found one, almost it becoming another sense of theirs fully concentrated on them.
And that one little, when noticed, was worth abandoning her meal.
"Donna."
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Blood, Dolls And Monsters. (Donna X F.OC)
FanfictionWendigo. That was her name, or at least what everyone called her. They gave her other names, too, since she escaped first: Monster, demon, devil, nightmare, and much worse. She was now trapped in the domain of a powerful priestess who called herself...
