Becoming of the fruit
Mallory knew that with Hadeon, there was always a transaction involved. She could have let the deer die, but she couldn't bear to watch a defenceless animal be killed. She wished they would encounter people who deserved his wrath instead. Giving blood might have been a simpler solution, but the thought of his fangs piercing her skin sent a chill down her spine.
Hadeon had left her side, giving her the space she needed. She didn't know where he had gone and continued to walk until she caught sight of red berries hanging from a bush.
"I remember these!" Mallory exclaimed, her excitement evident. These berries grew at the edge of Reavermoure, and Hattie had introduced them to her. She had fond memories of eating them together. She stretched her hand to grab a branch, but it was too high. She jumped a couple of times until the branch suddenly lowered itself, leaving her momentarily confused.