Flowers in Your Hair

Asha hung on every word that Teowolf uttered, like it were the breath of life and she were hungry for oxygen. His words made sense to a point, blood was natural, blood was everything, everyone would be dead without it. Yet something about it made her faint at the sight of it, or perhaps it had been the stress of doing it in front of her mother, she couldn't even be entirely sure. It wasn't as if she'd been hurt before, she led a relatively sheltered, and short, life, so seeing blood just wasn't something she'd seen any of before the incident with her mother.

She kept her eyes closed, and jumped slightly as she felt something on her hands. Blood was life, life was blood. The feel of it was slightly warm, wet, yet something hung in the air she couldn't quite put her finger on.

I'm feeling nervous, but I don't feel myself losing control, I can feel it on my hands but it doesn't seem as scary as when I actually saw it. I smell a faint hint of iron on the air, I don't think that I like that smell.