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Hello there...

What sounded like confrontation in the distance from her former boar companion is what originally prompted Umay's curiosity for the small unicorn creature; she wondered of its demeanor, why it may have agitated Lats'vel. It isn't a mystery difficult to figure out, however, not with his recent states of mind.

The close proximity that Trout has chosen to risk thus far is something the wounded feline is uncertain of and yet, despite any original suspicions and distrust, she doesn't find herself denying the help that is offered. A strange, uplifting feeling gradually but noticeably sets within her during the doe's tender care, and it's pleasant to be free from some of the physical pain as well - she doesn't question her ability, she's simply grateful.

"Thank you..." Small words quietly spoken, but genuine all the same.

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Hey, you.
Sorry for the kinda slow (and crappy ;; it's late here) response, only just noticed the comments. Trout's a sweetheart, it's been nice meeting her. ♥

Bright orange fur flashed in the undergrowth, a rabbit tucked firmly into his jaws, as The Bard trotted to a place he had only ever been once really...But knew the inhabitant of. If not very distantly. In his wanderings Phobos had often caught sight of the Demoness and her companions, in which she looked quite worse for wear. Alot. And though they were never friends, the mans compassionate nature bid him to. As he often did for strangers and friends alike.

His hooves halted to a stop as he entered Umays territory. Jade orbs flicking about before he gently set the prey down. One cloven hoof scored lines, in which what seemed to be words onto the sand.

"Courtesy of Phobos. Get well soon."

The man studied his handiwork for a heartbeat, face screwing up. Could she even read? Ah well, perhaps his scent would be on there still. Though he may not have known what events took place between the pack recently, he hated seeing a creature so wounded. Hopefully this rabbit would help, somehow. And with that, the human faced buck bounded away.

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This notion wouldn't leave me alone, So I hope you don't mind Pho leaving something for Umay. xD

A deep sigh was heard when the male once again found the lioness wounded and in pain. It seemed that every time he went to see her, she had collected more and more cuts and bruises. And it concerned him.

With quiet steps he approached the sleeping predator and settled down besides her, his eyes running over her body to count how many she had gained since last time. A few more, but the older ones didn't seem to be fully healed yet.

When he noticed she was going to wake up, he quickly glanced at another direction, waiting for her to sit comfortable before he spoke. “Every time I return to this forest, there is a slight fear of finding you dead.” Somewhere he had the feeling his absence would be mentioned. He wasn't always there to possibly protect her for whatever being that wanted to hurt her. But he always tried to return and check up on her. This forest just didn't feel like home anymore..

“But this time I came prepared.” He grabbed the brown bag next to him and placed it in front of them both. “I gathered some herbs on the way back here; they mostly ease the pain and make you feel tired. Try eating them whenever you feel like the pain is getting too much, they might not taste that good.. But you can always stuff them into some meat.” He explained, glancing at her shortly before continueing. “The bigger leafs are for placing on your wounds. They'll speed up the healingprocess.” Sho didn't know how this all would be received. He had the feeling they weren't such good friends anymore as they used to be because of his many disappearing-tricks on random moments. “Just try to take it easy now, hm?”

Didn't know what to do with Ross, not sure what he likes to doo.. plus, both injured.

Knitting.

By the way, would it be ok if I added you on skype?

Echosong: PFF, and of course. :'D
Skype: cosmictwistt

Dag: yep! that was her, just felt like being small today hahh.

A pungent scent spoils the air, lingers unavoidably and yet despite its obvious reek, Umay is hardly fazed by what she finds because the lioness has had a myriad of opportunities to grow accustomed to the smell of death and rot. If not for more tragic circumstances, then because she is a predator - a natural killer, one who has dealt with bodies more times than one could possibly count. As the Red Eyed Queen had intended, it is her usual haunt, her 'home', in which she comes across the infested, decaying carcass contained within the delicate work of a craftswoman and the maker of its message is easily determined. The Demoness is quick to recall the last offering Herla had devoted her time into making: a mere meal for the mourning widow; the maggot infested rabbit is reminiscent of it and the timing couldn't have been any better, given unearthing her losses this day to properly move on.

Only glances of apathy are spared as she looks over the coiling and twitching bugs, the vile flesh they consume. It is a thought to return the basket and its contents to its original owner, but the idea barely reaches past consideration. Umay is entirely aware of the wrongdoing she had committed to trigger the silent and bitter message of a provoked mother; if it had been the feline in the place of the feathered doe, there's no doubt of a far, far worse breed of retaliation and she is lucky to escape such a thing. At least for now, she'd think - a violent response was and still is expected.

Craning her neck to near the small body, her snout crinkles as a sharp intake of breath is inhaled and quickly pushed out through her nostrils. The ordeal is far from appealing to deal with but, taking the woven basket in tight jaws, it is lifted and carried towards the pond's cliff. With flattened ears, a hostile gaze, and a hoarse grunt, the package is carelessly tossed into the deep end. Without any further thought, she walks away.

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Argh, this ended up being way longer than I intended, sorry about that fff.

M'gonna have to get back to this tomorrow, have to sleep soon.
But yeah, I'll write a reply as soon as I can.
k, sorry for the delayed response. And also for the length thing again, idk why I can never stop lmao. :c
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Had the air been any cleaner in comparison to the thick, coppery scent of blood contaminating its usual crispness, Zafeiri's brazen approach would have been detected somewhat more easily. Regardless, her movement is heard and so is her voice; the huntress is found laying in a casual manner tending to fresh wounds. Unfazed by the warning, the emerald doe earns no more than a flick of tattered ears towards the undesirable noise that spews from the other's pale lips, barely a peek of her shadowed gaze but from an angle the lioness disdainfully glowers behind ebony strands of hair. The bitter glance lasts only a mere second before settling against the usually jet black fur of her own damp and crimson tainted paws.

'I'll make sure you suffer, Umay. Maybe I'll poison you.'
A low chuckle escapes from the lioness, noticeably rocks her massive form while halfhearted laughter overlays the caribou's words. "Poison me," the Demoness rasps mockingly in between, drags her tongue against the point of a canine. Seemingly all else Zafeiri had come to say had slipped past the Hearth's attention, it's only until her foolhardy threat against Nii does the creature quieten with a growing blistering ire. Onyx talons unsheath at an instant, digits remain outstretched but the tension soon subsides. However, her sight is kept pinned to her claws for prolonged moments.

Despite the provocation, Umay doesn't yet move, doesn't shift her gaze to the offender. "Mmh," the hum, both brief and contemplative, carries a particular edge to it. "Helios, Xylona, Italia, Thorir." Names are repeated with apparent interest and although actually feigned, malignity and revulsion worms into the list in spite of her true lack of appeal to draw this one out unless pushed. Courtesy of the oryx herself, a blacklist if necessary. "Careful, harlot. Unless you want to lose another runt," she remarks caustically, words speaking reference of the newborn lost at labor she still believes to be dead; Umay remembers the birth. Craning her neck to directly face the other, an iced glare locks in place against teal eyes as she hauls herself up, drags nails through the soil before looming in towards her until she's towering only a few inches short from the smaller female. A muted rumble echoes within her throat, heightens the further she nears. "Is it lonely? Being you." The comment is apathetic, almost carries a pitying ring to it. "Seems you find yourself warranted for death more than I; who ever really comes to save you? Surprised you're not already dead." A pause breaks between words as she angles her head downwards, thrusts the prongs of her mask towards the direction of Zafeiri's throat without the intention of actually connecting. "Keep fucking tempting me and I'll fix that," the low, reverberating sound returns as a rattling snarl as teeth bare themselves, she yanks away to seek eye contact. Snide comments are discarded for austerity, "Dare lay the slightest touch on that girl and I will wreck you. You know I can, Alina."

When a long enough moment passes, distance is applied. "Control your rat of a child next time she goes shoving her snout where it doesn't belong and fuck off, the sight of you makes me want to gouge my eyes out."

Zafeiri's first statement provokes a wry smirk beneath her bone mask, but the insult is ignored otherwise. To the caribou's following threats her own comes quick, "Just as I can sever those tiny limbs of yours, maybe slit your throat. Could do a lot to you." Again, when it comes to the arising conflict between the lioness and caribou, there's a strong underlying impassivity. The dirt kicked in her direction is an agitation but nothing is said to it, only a snort to be rid of the dust and another savage growl to send the female on her way.

Argh, sorry for the late reply, was meant to get back to you on the day but had some distractions/ended up forgetting.
Of course, though: cosmictwistt

Awh, that's sweet of you. ;;
Thanks for the track.

Huhueuueheuheuehue

Fun romping around with you.

Thanks for the tracks ♥ sorry for the slow responses, too.

Alison - we had fun romping with you! Umay really needed it.
Jin - awrr ;; s'always nice seeing Sao'. No worries about the lag spikes though, been getting them myself a lot lately as well. Aye, not surprised though haha! Umay and Virgil have had bad history in the past, so. Iffff you speak to Vee, can you let him know I said hi? It was a nice surprise seeing him/Virgil around. Hope you guys have been doing well~

Bahh, haha ;; she isn't alone in that. Thanks for the track! It was nice meeting Kaya properly despite the circumstances.

Thanks for spamming.
Can always count on a fellow cat to get a face back.

I'm gun track dis now k, k.

Wayyy belated track. Kyr enjoyed spending time with Umay and the group, even if he had to flee the fawn half way through. Better than being an instinct driven ponyboy who makes fawns into pancakes though...

Ohmygod you did an update SING SUM PRAIIISE WALLOOO WALOOOO

It's great to hear you have been alright and yes, myself i've been great. =)
Merral would like to spend more time with Umay, she is very interesting.

I'm sorry that sometimes I can't hug you. Actions icon doesn't work as long as I don't restart my game. I don't know why((

Track

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT???!11
No! NO!!!!1 It's imposible, No! Why? How?
What happened?