<sub>Aww, hope he's okay now though. I'm glad she cheered him up though. c: The company that he's keeping Umay now has cheered her up a bit actually, she's feeling down herself. Haha, Umay knows he's good, she's had to fight that stag before aswell to protect her friends, and herself. Speaking of which, she's greatful that he came to protect when the brown stag attacked her. (8

Ohh, it's kind of a long story but basically Umay has phases of which she's not herself at all and does the things that she wouldn't do; anything that'd cause her to feel guilt, humilliation or any sort of negative emotion, so the most common thing she'd do is attack her friends because when she comeso out of these phases, she's going to feel extremely upset about it. It happened a while ago, but she attacked her adoptive sister Fay, the doe that Umay was acting submissive towards to (butterfly pelt, skull mask anddd magpie feathers). Yesterday Fay was trying to get closer to Umay so that she could show Umay that she had forgiven her for what she did, but at first Umay wasn't sure what her intentions were, so she was a little scared. It's pretty much sorted between them now. (8
I saw Dampir behind Umay, I had the feeling it might have caused a bit of confusion, hahaa.</sub>

_{Aww, how sweet<3 She's grown trust for Dampir pretty quickly too compared to how she usually does, enough to consider him a friend. Especially after he had decided to protect her. (8
Paha, Umay still feels incredibly guilty for it though, she'll never forgive herself for it.
By the way, sorry for leaving earlier, I have to go downstairs now. Thank you for the company. ♥}

Was that Umay that Kuro met? I guess the antlers attracted him because they were the same. o.o

Edit: Do you know who plays 6? Iv'e tried to look it up, but of course the number 6 pops up in everything d:

Thankya c: 6 is apparently a "difficult" name to look up. XD

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_{*nuzzles more* ♥}

Thanks for the epic drama in forest. That was intense!

_{Thank you both for making it epic, and enjoying it. <3 I was a little affraid it might have bothered someone, I'm relieved it hasn't. It was really fun! (8}

_{LOOOL XD}

_{(Lololol it's okay. And not silly at all. 8D ♥)
The almost unrecogniseable doe only responds with silence; too weak to speak and affraid that if she did, the movement would cause an agonizing amount of pain. Already her body ached; a small continuous burning sensation going through her already stinging and tingling skin, which a lot of it was visible because of the amount of fur that had also been burnt. Her eyes were blurred and closing every now and then, she had trouble keeping them open. Trouble keeping awake. Scared that she'd never wake.
After another moment of silence, she groans quietly, wanting to show Nidhem that she could hear him. She wanted to thank him for being there for her, being able to feel his warmth against her bare skin patches of skin was enough for her, it was reassuring.
Her own eyes began to close carefully not long after Nidhem, slowly falling into unconsciousness again.}

He came in the early hours of the morning, as the light of dawn broke the monotone grays of clouds and mist. His journey through the vast forest had not been easy; the many lacerations and bruises covering his body impaired him so that he could only move at a slow, hobbling pace. The suffering of his afflictions, however, had been reduced considerably thanks to the numbing cold of the foggy weather; Winter's last attempt to keep Spring at bay for a little while longer.

The Monarch found her under the cover of birch grass, the same place he had seen her collapse a couple days earlier. He lifted his head, nostrils flared as he inhaled, ears erect as he listened for anyone nearby, in particular the predatory male he knew would be guarding her ferociously. But he heard and saw no one. This morning, he was alone.

A sickening feeling twisted his gut as he limped nearer, and he nearly dropped the items he carried in his mouth. If he hadn't known any better, he would have thought her dead. She was a rotting corpse, a burn victim. Dark eyes examined her jagged wounds and bare flesh with remorse and horror. It was true Esll had been furious with Umay's involvement in her filthy dog's plot to bring him down, true that he himself had targeted her, sliced her hide open with his own antlers, but never had he wished this much suffering upon her. Plague had been the leader of the plan, he should have taken her blows. But The Monarch had known no other way to get them to back off but to go after her, the weakest.

A rock lay stationed near the injured doe. Esll approached cautiously and deposited the stash in his mouth: a handful of small ground mushrooms, combined with toadstools he had gathered from the trees that bore them. These would hep to numb the pain, for the stag had witnessed many who indulged them to enter a drunken state. He pushed these into the center of the rock's even surface with his nose, then reached inside the hollow of his cheek and spooned out a light, rose-colored paste and set it beside the mushrooms. Poppy paste, to apply to the worst of her wounds. From observing Noelle's excellence in gathering the items that contained healing properties, the stag had learned to recognize them as well. He hoped they would be of some use to her.

Quietly he retreated back into the tall grass, slipping out of sight before Umay became conscious and before the other wolves returned. He had not forgiven her for her wrongdoing, but neither would he want his own handiwork or that of his friends to kill her.

_{I'm evil and decided to stop you from editing your post /shot}

I joined Feral Heats yesterday o.o (Its better than TEF by 12 inches xp)

<sub>Starbright: (LOLOLOL YOU SPAMMER)

The demoness had missed Kody so much, she noticed how long he had been missing for, and it upset her greatly. She felt worried; most days she'd wait for him besides his tree, every day still excited and full of hope for his return.
Umay was more or less awake, though had little focus on the quiet world around her. Or atleast where she was, it was silent. Deserted, almost. Her torn ears twitch at the sound of something approaching, and having no idea who or what it was, she began to feel nervous as they came closer and closer. It pained her to move, let alone shift her head to get a clearer view, even with vision being a little blurred. So she waited, hoping it wasn't one of those from the scuffle. Hoping it wasn't a predator of some sort, she knew there were many of those here in this forest. Her body remained still; seemingly lifeless, whilst the unknown figure was standing besides her.
The feeling of relief gathered up inside her chest. The happiness that began to rise gradually becoming swamped by negativity and pain again. She didn't speak, only listened to her brother's voice, something she missed hearing. She winced as he moved her, surges of aching pain quickly rushing through her body, though it died down not long after becoming still again.

The warmth of his body against her cold, furless skin felt warm and comforting, protecting her from the chilled winds that rolled in. His voice, despite carrying a tone which made it obvious how he was feeling, soothing her. His presence calmed her down, making her feel safe again.
The edges of her lips that hid behind her ruined mask pulled upwards briefly; she smiled, eyes closing, muzzle carefully snuggling into his thick fur.
(Really cruddy post. B|)

Fincayra: (I'm not sure if you wanted a reply or not but I did just incase. BD And also, sorry this is a fail reply aswell, didn't know what to write. I also didn't check through it so there's probably a lot of typos xD )

Eyes slowly peel open, lids almost stuck together because of the small amounts of now old, dried up blood. After only just waking from a long period of unconsciousness, her eyes found it hard to keep focus on things, shutting again not long after, before reopening once more. Carefully, the doe takes her time to shift position, stopping every few seconds whenever she felt her skin and wounds begin to sting, and her body start to ache. Her head too, shifts, enough for her to catch the site of the stash of goods resting on top of the rock that layed besides her broken body. She knew the way that they had been stashed upon the rock that they couldn't have gotten there by themselves, she understood that someone must have placed them there. For her? She didn't think too much of it, instead she gradually dragged herself towards the rock, careful not to hurt herself anymore. It was difficult to have it not hurt.

The starvation that she felt was beyond imagination. Looking at the grounded mushrooms and toadstools made her feel even more hungier. The last time she had eaten was earlier on in the morning the day Plague, Esll and herself first fought, before everything had gotten out of hand. Even then, it wasn't enough to fill herself up.
The more she thought about what happened, the more she wondered why she foolishly decided to help start something that was unneeded.

After taking a longer look at what was there, she remembered what poppy paste does; old friends of hers from the life she used to live were very good at healing, so she knew what to do.
She moved again, creeping closer until her chest was against the rock; her long neck craning over the top and tongue slivering over to lick at the grounded fungi, swalling it down. She glanced at the poppy paste. Smearing it over the worst of her wounds included moving a lot, trying to reach them. She knew it would pain her, so she left the paste laying there on the rock, waiting for a better time to use it.
She was weak.

Rock: Aweshum (8

Solaya: <333</sub>

Oh, I wasn't expecting a reply. <3 But thank you for taking the time to make one. 8D
I hope she feels better soon.

_{Sorry if I just confused you LOOLOL
I saw Umay's picto so thought I'd just run up to her B)
/testing new laptop
MSN is taking ageees to install 8(}