His words did send a cold feeling along her spine, especially since the portal now was closed, and she was trapped here in this forest again. But Illrose only narrowed her eyes, and chuckled.
"And why should you want to warn me, hm?" Illrose tilted her head, more curious than anything now.
"And who is it that is after me?"

Illrose could feel how the blood seemed to vanish from her face, and she had to take a step back, swallowing. Her gaze flared for a moment, before her pale eyes fell on the stag again.
"This...you are lying! This is a lie!" She growled when she finally found her voice.
"You are just lying to me, I killed them all, they are dead!" But still, the portal was closed, and why would Jack make up something like this. And the warlock wanted to make her stay dead, what did that mean?

Illrose pinned her ears to the neck and growled in warning as Jack bowed his face down in front of her. How humiliating, to suddenly have to look up at everyone, until she managed to sneeze that sticky spell off.
"Don't call me fat lizard!" She hissed at him, her fur bristling as if she tried to look bigger than she was. Illrose then took a step back again, shaking her own head.
"I know you are not lying. I'm sorry." The words was no more than a whisper, and she looked down into the ground before she raised her head again and looked at the stags.
"Thanks for telling me." She added, attempting to have a casual look on her face, like nothing about this worried her at all.

Illrose had to bite her tongue to hold back the sharp reply. But since Jack seemed to have calmed down, she tried too, still attempting to have a casual expression on her face. But she then snorted, and looked at him.
"And why do you need me alive?" Perhaps she should have taken his hardened expression as a warning, but Illrose asked anyway.

Her jaw almost dropped, and when she took a step it was a step forward. Stared into Jack's eyes with a cold gaze.
"Are you threatening me, Jack?" She asked, in a dangerously low tone, ears pinned to her neck again. Illrose then shook her head slowly. Jack had no idea what he tried to play with. She could take him - and that warlock - all by herself. She didn't need help from anyone!

She returned his smile, but her eyes remained cold.
"Oh, but I do know you, Jack. I also know that you can't be trusted." For a moment, she looked down at Juliet, laying by his feet. She was glad the young doe was there - it made her feel at least a bit safer.
"Hmf, Gustiro is not mine. I was...I was wrong about all that." Love? It had probably never been love, only lust.
"And I will deal with that warlock alone, without anyone interfering." Jack was probably not the one who needed to hear this, but she wanted him to know she didn't want anyone else to fight for her.

She stared at him.
"Do I look like I'm joking?!" Illrose nearly stomped a hoof in the ground in annoyance, but one glance at Juliet stopped her, and instead she only shifted her weight from one hoof to another.
"Yeah, a mistake. I guess I'll just take your advice from now on; don't let anyone close enough to hurt. I should have taken that advice long time ago." Oh, she would probably be around Gustiro whenever she saw him around, but she could feel things had changed between them. They weren't as 'close' as they had used to be. She wouldn't let anyone that close again. Not him, not Jack. None.

Illrose tilted her head, then smiled.
"No. At least not at the moment." Illrose then stepped a bit away when he sat down. She would rather go sit at the Ruins, despite the stranger already sleeping on the Ruin wall.

( Haha. xD )

If he had only known how devastated she had been after the last, real talk they had had. Illrose never wanted to feel that shattered again, which was partly why she had decided to keep her distance to others, at least in a mental way.
"Sorry to disappoint you." Was her reply after a while, before she turned away and began to walk toward the stone wall with a strange feeling the warlock wasn't the only one she had to watch out for.

Oh, I did see Neath's picto by the pond, but I had no idea he had visited Illrose, probably when I was afk.

This was enjoyable reading though, Neath's character is really interesting! :')

She was still tense with rage, long after the stag had finally left her to be alone. She had seen Rutilus a couple of times before, and they had always greeted each other friendly....but this day he had gone too far, either he just wanted to play or intentionally tried to piss her off. She sat stiffly on Blue's grave, her eyes the only thing moving as she heard someone approach. It was Nathaniel, luckily without the other stag this time. Illrose rose to her feet to greet him.
"You have nothing to apologize." She said shortly. He had tried to go between them, after all.
"Well, he does know now, and he better stay away if he have his life dear." She snapped, rage again rising at the thought of how Rutilus had hopped around on Blue's grave. Illrose took a deep breath and forced the thought out of her head, looking at Nathaniel again.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you." She said after a little while. She had a feeling some of her attacks had fell on Nathaniel and not Rutilus.

Illrose gave a nod, smiling slightly behind her mask.
"Good." She said. It would have been a shame if he had gotten hurt, even though it would have been his own fault, going between them like that.
"That is alright, see you later." She returned the bow, although only halfway. She couldn't give a full bow with these large, heavy antlers, that would just bring her out of balance. She then sat back down to continue to guard Blue's grave.

Illrose had to think about Umay's question for a moment. Sure, the thought of Blue Boy's death still made her heart sting painfully, but she did feel better. The sight of his ghost yesterday had helped to cheer her up - he had seemed so happy.
"I feel better." She replied after a while, smiling at her friend and sister. Umay had been fantastic these last days, almost always sitting by her side whenever Illrose woke up from a slumber, or after those few times she fell unconscious.
"I haven't really thanked you for staying with me. So thank you, Umay. I'm proud to call you a sister." She stretched her neck to nuzzle the other one gently. There was others she had to thank too, when she saw them.

Illrose close her eyes the moments the nuzzle lasts, before she straighten back up, still not used to the weight of the antlers she used to wear all the time in the past. Now she felt more comfortable without them, actually. She nodded to Umay's question.
"Yes, I was down by the pond earlier today, where I got something to eat and drink." That had been before Neath lurked around, so she had felt safe enough to leave the grave untended for a while.

No no, not at all. I enjoy interacting with him. n_n

Now she's sad, cause they won't talk with her. :c

They do. :c
But Jack made her happy again, so she doesn't care now. xD

Am i the only one who things that sounds wrong? |D

I got a little laugh out of it too. 8>

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Trackin'.

"The doe should be eternally grateful that I let her flee from my grasp." The Lich King said in a cold and dark tone.

"Disrespect to her Master, Dragon-doe. The consequences of this shall be great. She. Will. Die. The next time she does such blasphemy."

Awww this is looking great!

Also, I'm watching Reign of Fire right now, just saying because it reminds me of Illrose.

Oh this does look gorgeous, wow ;;
I wish I could code like that.. my boxes never get aligned right. xD; Otherwise I'd use them..

_{I really like the way you've layed this out, especially love that screeny. <3}