Time had already passed since Ash had last seen those annoying pests that had bothered her. She should have crushed them, and tote their dead bodies over her guards. That would have been a great rumor to put her parents at ease. Ash the crusher has killed some lowly wolves belonging to an enemy pack! What a rumor...
But seeing as how it had been a good beginning to a good day, she had restrained herself and let them keep their lives. Having left it at that, she had pranced away to join the squadron of soldiers she had snuck away with.
Back on the road now, Ash was trying not to let her bag of small jewels get in her way... she repositioned it again, and it was when she almost dropped a jewel that the sound of snarls reached her ears. She stopped what she was doing to see her guards take off toward the sounds and around a bend of trees. "Strigoi! We're outnumbered!"
Ash turned around and darted after the guards, wondering why they rushing forward when they should be retreating. Though, when she turned the corner, she saw just how outnumbered they were. She gulped, and froze when a Strigoi male noticed her.
Hours later, the scene was horrific. Far outnumbered, the Dimitrois soldiers had been slaughtered. And having been left out and about, the massacred bodies were still strewn across the path. Among them, was one strangely looking like Ash with her brown and black coat, and of course her jeweled necklace shown brightly in the sun.