The Thief's Tale
There were eight of them all together, some brandishing clubs, others unarmed, all of them eyeing her as if she were the last delicious meatball that had the audacity to roll off their plate. Generally - as with most people in a situation like this - Kessa would've been terrified. Right now, though, she was furious: furious enough to want to rip apart anything antagonistic. Fury left no room for fear or even reality. Invincibility, thy name was Kessa - at the moment. With a roar as forceful as any lioness, Kessa challenged her aggressors, sizing up which antelope would taste the finest.