Danielle

a crazed snarl is firm in her expression , the look of mindless rage is hard to miss. She moves with purpose, her eyes souless and her face red from whoever had fallen to her prior to meeting you. As she is about to lunge something happens. Her eyes soften as she recongnizes you, her face slowly turns into a seemingly conflicted frown. She raises her hand and points at you shakily in a form of question