Would it be alright if I tossed my Helmut at her?

It was morning. Or at least it was what passed for morning in this place, anyway, whatever. At least it wasn't raining anymore. The sound of birds makes his fur bristle, ears straining for the sound of crows though he heard none. They were out there. Waiting. Watching him like vultures. The little demon resembled death warmed over, a skeleton covered in thin, sore covered skin. Clouded over eyes scan the forest for threats or large puddles. Both could be fatal for him in this state. Helmut streeches and yawns hugely, maw opening to its full, terrifying extent. Or it would be terrifying if he wasn't the size of a bread loaf.

The little demon shakes the remnants of water from its patchy coat and goes slowly trudging off across the damp forest floor. He can't run anymore, the muscles and ligaments in his legs had given out long ago. At this rate he was lucky he could walk. A bird rushes over head and he tracks it anxiously, ripped ears pressed tightly against his head. It's a dove. A dove not a crow and he relaxes. Then, he sees the fawn all huddled up in front of him. Helmut whistles long and low, letting her know he was there before striding over.

He notes the jump with a crooked smirk, it pleases him that he can still scare people in this state. Of course the kid was pretty young. Newborn probably. The little demon daintly steps over and...stops cold, completely still. That can't be right.... They were bigger than he was, the newborn was frickin' bigger than he was! How dare they?!? The smile slips off his face and is replaced by his usual perma-scowl. He rumbles a bit when they sniff him, but nothing more than that. The kid is a baby after all, and he's pretty sure she didn't get to choose to be bigger than him. (It's probably good that he can't hear what she's thinking, it would have resulted in a big tantrum, a baby indeed!)

Helmut blinks at her seemingly missing eyes but he quickly notes how the light is bouncing off of them and knows that she does have them. She has a demon's eyes, pitch dark, shiny black. The slight smirk is back, well hell, a baby demon! Or a parasite of some sort....technically demons were parasites. The bow is returned with a taunt head bob, his knees wouldn't be able to execute a bow. "Ey, what's up dark eyes? Ya lost? Long way from home for you I'mma betting." He questions them, voice almost singsongy and slightly taunting. Okay, yes it is petty, but he doesn't like the fact that she's bigger than him. At all. Or the fact that she may be a demon. But he does take her invitation to sit. "Ain't much for talking are ya Pinky?" Look who's calling the kettle black, Moot used to be the brightest shade of bubblegum when he was healthy.

"No on both counts huh?" He asks, somewhat gentler. Not lost and no parents, odd combonation but common for this forest. She must either be one of the forest's charity cases or one of the forest orphans that just showed up. One of the fawns that are only around for a day or so. He grumbles something and stands up, cracking his shoulders before settling down right next to her. "So...no parents, no home...got it." He mumbles to himself before turning to look up at her again. "How'd ya eat anything? Or are ya still hungry Pinky?"

"Guess that's 'I'm still hungry' huh?" He asks, smirking sideways at her. Even though the smirk stays in place the little demon is doing some serious thinking. Why in the fucking hell should he go and waste some of his power and a lot of his food on this puny creature? He didn't owe them a cent. Not a frickin' dime. Helmut isn't fussed about the fact that she may be a demon for all he knew, demons owed each other no loyalty. In fact they were more likely to let one another die then they were to step in. Just the way it was. He's seriously considering leaving or maybe.....she was small enough, maybe he could take her down...he didn't know how long it'd been since he'd had meat. No. No, he would not eat a child. Not when there were two children sharing his burrow. And just like that he makes up his mind.

"Alrighty then kid, hold on a sec." He tells her and then stands and begins digging a small hole in the forest floor. There's....a feeling, an odd flux of the air, the light around them seems to dim for a moment. That's when the bugs come. Fat grubs, maggots, creepy crawlies of all kinds fill the hole. The little demon plucks up one and swallows. "Here ya go Pinky. The grubs-" He points out the large, chubby white worms. "Should be soft enough for ya, they're pretty unbelievably gushy."

Damn the kid was hungry! He watches incrediously as she eats more and more of the grubs without any sign of stopping. At least they didn't seem to be having a hard time eating. With a shake of his head he starts eating the other kinds of insects, whittling down the centipedes and cockaroaches. It seems that she eventually eats her fill as she offered him the leftover grubs. Which he promtly ate and then let the magic holding the bugs there go. The hole quickly empties. The little demon glances at them as they close their eyes, the picture of satisfaction. Oh hell....she's a cutie.

And she's up and Adam again. It looks like she's...running away? No, she stopped and looked back at him. "Ya want me ta follow Pinky?" He inquires, slightly taunting. But the little demon heaves itself up anyways and saunters over before they can respond. Non-existent dirt is shaken out of his pelt and he rolls his shoulders. "SO, where ya going kiddo?"

She doesn't answer, then again, he hadn't particularly expected her too. He snorts slightly, in fact he would have wigged out if she'd talked. Kid'd probbably only been alive a week or so. Still learning. Helmut shuffles after her as she departs, the fastest he can go is a brisk walk. It's really fucking infuriating and soon there's a quiet but steady stream of mumbled curses trailing behind them. The little demon high steps over some particularly annoying grass and ends up going tumbling, a high pitched shriek of annoyance scares away some birds. He pulls himself up again and does his best to pretend that nothing happened while the kid drinks some water. With a cough he steps after her with great dignity as she starts going again. If he's correct she's going to the ruins. Great, just really f'n great. What a hike!

(It's okay, real life comes first c: )

He shakes out his legs and scowls at her when she stops. "I'm fine! Keep it moving kid!" But she keeps staring at him in a way that looks suspicously like she's thinking. Oh boy, she better not be laughing at him on the inside! Or there'd be no more grubs for her! (Which was a lie, the little demon would still give her grubs or any other food he could find.) Helmut raises an eyebrow at the kid's gesture, refusing to figure out what it ment. If it ment what he thought it did....how damn insulting of her, he could walk sorta okayish. "What'cha doin' there kid? Got somewhat on yer back?" He asks.