"Time to hunt…Time to find the wicked…"
Nasrin pressed the heels of both palms against her burning eyes, letting out a gusty sigh into the dark dormroom.
If beginning to hear disembodied voices was any sign, she was slowly slipping into insanity, and the half-Gem wondered if it was from lack of sleep or worry.
"I will find them…I will find them all…"
Squishie grunted, snuggling under one arm as they flopped back down, and Robin twittered softly from the headboard, eyes glittering in the gloom.
Reaching up to smooth down his feathers, Nasrin smiled as Squeakers rolled over into her face, snoring loudly, and Snow kicked Scooby away when the Rockruff began to run in his sleep, snorting with effort.
Nose twitching, Star curled up against her girl's neck and hummed, drowning out that soft, deep voice so the pink-haired girl could slip back into sweet dreams.
Soon, everything would be just as it should be.