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Gunnarr





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September 17th, 2024

Yesterday gave Bhuvana a gift that he had made himself, something that reminded him of himself and could only hope that the small fawn would think so too.

Besides that, living off grid alone in the wilderness, surviving as best he can. Technically homeless but wouldn't admit that. Doesn't have a whole lot of skill and experience, and as such looking thin and a bit sunken in from his usual appearance. Finds it far more difficult to hunt in his human form, but that is how he's chosen to live most of the time. Visiting the forest more often to hunt and eat as much as he can, taking bits back to cook later by a fire at night. Finds a sense of peace and familiarity at night in the woods with the night creatures stirring.


July 6th, 2023

Yesterday, a rare quiet reunion with Nyami. Couldn't deny the few minutes it took to realize who had joined him. Elated, despite how little it seemed. Later on, had the nostalgia interrupted by that of a fight, or a hunt, which Hawker is more likely to have described it. Watched a towering beast (Umay) target in on a smaller individual (Aileen). Felt only for the vegetation and flowers the fight took place over, fretting about how they would come out of the ordeal that beat down upon them. There had not been a single moment he had contemplated being involved, that was until Nyami flew in, which he can only assume was to aid the smaller individual. However, even then, did not throw himself in until it seemed Nyami or assailant would part from each others vicinity, and so with hesitation and reluctance, tore forward in a bid to reprieve the Dweller from a far grander adversary. Relieved upon its slow burn out, and after a few moments of distant watching of.... a HUG??? slunk off, as Nymai had earlier.



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Poor Gun, ma will be back

Poor Gun, ma will be back she's just....taking a dirt nap...several worlds away...
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The blood on the Idol had

The blood on the Idol had caused Ird to look around the surroundings, confused and worried that something had happened. The Idol had yielded nothing to it and it had turned to the pond for answers it may not find. Instead the stag had caught a glimpse of a familliar young thing hide under a log, the little noodle of Kettu's? Concerned the creature wandered over and stood a little way off. Kettu would never leave one of her babies....what happened? It clicked quietly at the small shape and tried not to be scary.
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The kit remains flat in the

The kit remains flat in the water, pressed against any part of the log he's able to feel and his eyes wide as his head moves side to side rather violently in an attempt to keep those who took his mother from taking him. Only when a sound is heard does he let out a low growl, trying to appear bigger, and much more intimidating than he really was. He lowers his head under the log before a familiar sight reaches him and before he moves forward he waits, eyes quickly moving from side to side to make sure the coast was clear before rushing to the side of the creature.

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Sigh, I'm sorry I never responded to this earlier. I've been sick and hardly around. No need now to continue it ;n; but wanted to give you some sort of response ;u;

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Hello little one! Thank you

Hello little one! Thank you for keeping my deer company. ^^

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He appreciated her sticking around ♥!

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For a long time Ird had

For a long time Ird had forgotten, for a long time it hadn't cared. It'd spent its days in the Twin's in between space, not wanting to come back once it knew she was gone. The creature hadn't thought about the young ones she'd left behind, hadn't considered that they had lost her too. Today it had remembered. What kind of deer left small ones alone? Who would be selfish enough to care only for themselves? It was ashamed. But that couldn't fix things now. It could not find her Kits but it did know someone that could.

The idol spirit sent Lilith. She didn't care a whit about them but she'd find them, the doe owed it a favor after all. If she only found the eldest that would be enough, the others were gone like Kettu was. It'd told her to bring food, meat that it could never catch itself and water incase the little one had nothing. She'd snapped at Ird for that, not about to be told what to do. The doe had done what it wanted though, she wasn't above helping fawns yet.

So she went looking, not expecting to find him. Started in the ruins and branched out, calling his name from time to time. "Gunarr? Gunarr!"
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He was sprawled out on his

He was sprawled out on his side outside from the roots of the tree he had called 'home' for the past few days, his side rising and falling quickly but slowly between, and when his name is called, the kit's eyes slowly open. Sure it was who had taken most of his family and was here to take him, Gunnarr froze for a moment. Perhaps he would have welcomed it yesterday, or the day before, if it meant he would be with Kettu again, but now he was in survival mode, and with the foreign voice, the kit desperately tried to find whatever energy he could muster and crawl back between the roots, lowering himself down onto his stomach and peering out through the cracks. For now he'd try to be quiet.

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She coughs loudly, it's been

She coughs loudly, it's been awhile since her last drink of water. After a moment of listening carefully and only hearing silence she moves on. The doe chides herself for not thinking this through better, what child would come to a giant blue monstosity like her? Not many. Especially one that was likely half starved and abandoned, if she could even find him that is. A quiet curse and she survays the surroundings. By chance she sees a small flash of orange by a nearby tree and Lilith advances carefully, not wanting to create a chase around the forest. "Hello?" She calls softly, trying to see through the roots. She keeps most of her body out of veiw, no use scaring him with her size just yet. "Gun?" If this is the wrong fawn....Ird would pay for this somehow.
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Each step that is heard is

Each step that is heard is like a weight pushing the fawn further and further down until his chin is pressed against the Earth, along with his tail. For a moment it was quiet, perhaps the kit had blocked some of it out, but when the foreign voice travels towards him his whole body is tensed once more. A low sound emits from the dragon kits throat, a noise he'd never produced before and perhaps only was because it seemed death wasn't too far away. Everything had started slowing down inside the child's body, had started not acting right, perhaps his vocal sounds had started doing the same. When his name is spoken by the stranger, there's not much more to have Gunnarr believing they were indeed here to take him. He had only ever told his name to Sen, and this individual certainly didn't sound like he. As he shifts back into the corner of the roots, he lets out a large range of different sounds quietly, some learnt from his mother, others he had emitted for the first time in an attempt to appear larger and more intimidating than what was really behind the 'threats'.. a dying fawn. Unfortunately he was likely unable to sound like anything but what he looked like.

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Obviously Gunnarr doesn't realize that his parents could potentially tell others his name, LOL

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A quiet humming noise comes

A quiet humming noise comes from the outside of the roots, an attempt to be less threatening. Ears flickering back and forth at the varity of noises coming from the hole. How long has it been since the fox had gone missing? A week? More? She could go with out eating for long periods of time but the young one threating to bite her nose couldn't. The doe glances around, trying to find some one that might be able to do this better. No luck. Knocking the tree over wouldn't do much good either. She presses one eye against a hole in the roots and pulls back quickly, remebering this little one likely had teeth. She chuffs at him and backs up, pulling a rabbit from her shawl. It's large, the size of a small fawn and freshly killed. Ird would've fainted if it had seen the thing, the reason it couldn't catch one. She eyes the scared little thing and rips a small bit off the rabbit. Lilith aproches the roots again and noses the peice of meat as close as possible. She withdraws and lays down next to the tree, displaying her side and most of her underbelly. A show of freindliness, trying to show she came to do no harm. After a moment she coppies the cooing noise Ird always made in the company of its loved ones, the noise it made when it talked about Kettu.
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Poor baby D: *gives virtual

Poor baby D: *gives virtual nourishment* Dying baby?

He tries to block the sounds

He tries to block the sounds around him out, forcing himself to focus only on shadows outside the roots that he watches grow nearer and nearer, and as they do, he's pressing himself against the corner even more. With low sounds still desperately trying to make himself appear more intimidating, no matter how much it's not working, he tries making it louder, perhaps even more deeper if he's able, once he sees the shadow near right up on the tree he's huddled under. It's only when she's nosing the piece of rabbit towards the roots opening does he finally quiet down, and without paying much attention to what it was, his defense is to lung forward and snap it at, pulling the meat forward clenched in his jaws. At first he drops it, startled he had ripped a chunk out of the stranger but the smell and taste that touched his tongue told him otherwise. He had tasted it before, when his mother had dropped one off in the den some time ago. He only reminisces for what seems like half a second before he's snapping the piece up and attempting to chew or shred it himself. Unfortunately his teeth aren't quite there yet, since he was still nursing when his mother was 'taken' again, so he opts to swallow it whole. He takes a moment, though when the sound beside him starts up, his own threatening one does again, but this time it lasts only a few moments as what little energy he did have before is now completely drained from his failed attempts at intimidation, and he's huddling into himself at the back of the roots once more, attempting to make himself as tiny as possible and as uninteresting to whatever was out there as possible.

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Well, if Elliot ever see him

Well, if Elliot ever see him in game, Mr. Bleeding Heart can easily be convinced to find food.
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She shakes her head at the

She shakes her head at the little one's efforts and decides to knock the tree over if she can't coax it out. If the kid got stuck in there she wouldn't be able to get to him and the kit would die. "Oh hush, I highly doubt you'd be able to harm me." She scolds. A grumble and she pushes another strip, a lot smaller this time, towards him. This time a bit farther away and she waits again. "Kettu sent Ird to send me. Safe." Not quite true but close enough, it might convince it to trust her enough to get out. The doe ran over her options if she got the kit out, she didn't know if it was weaned, if there were any damages done that she didn't see or how long it had been left alone. Those she would take the kid to were either dead or gone. Nadya and Athena were no longer options, and that left....no one. Reate wasn't even here either and she didn't know weither or not Achilles' family would be up for it.
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The difference in tone, and

The difference in tone, and the grumble, is enough to cement the belief that this stranger had darker wants with the dragon kit, and unfortunately it caused him to shut down. Her words are heard, but not responded to, the piece of meat not given a glance as his appetite is gone, in part due to his failing liver, and so he stays huddled and curled into himself against the roots, a quiet and hoarse "Leave.. alone" forcing itself out of his throat. He hadn't spoke since his conversation with Sen that seemed so long ago now, and it was something he felt was only done when necessary, but it seemed that's all the defense he had right now, just a limited enough energy to travel his voice, hopefully, to the stranger on the other side of his tree.


Gun's a grumpy old shit, sob. Sorry Lilith x__x

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"Can't." Silence for a

"Can't." Silence for a moment, he's showing no intrest in the meat. "Sorry." The appology is quiet and gentle but fustrated. She doesn't want to scare the thing more but he's forcing her hand. She rises and walks over to the tree, once more pressing her eye to a root hole so she can see a little bit of the problem child. "Your mother's friend won't let me do that." She says gently. Then the doe pulls her head back and taps the tree with the tip of a horn, judging the strength the tree has in its roots. Wouldn't do to uproot it entirely, the thing wouldn't have a home then. A deep breath and she slams her head into the tree, using her thick skull like a ram. The tree starts to give slowly and she uses her shoulder to prop it up instead, leaving her mouth free. Lilith barely has enough room to fit her head into the opening so she pushes again, widening the space. Before the kit has the chance to escape she grabs him carefully with her mouth, gald he's still small enough to carry. Cargo gotten she allows the tree to fall back into its place.
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He blocks her words out and

He blocks her words out and keeps still, not paying attention to the first tap against the tree, but the moment the loud slam is heard the kit's head is raising, eyes widening as they frantically move about his little safe haven that was, to him, seemingly starting to be destroyed. They had come for him, come to take him away like they had done with his other close ones and he was too naive to have ran the moment he had a chance when he first heard his voice travel from the strangers lips. As soon as he sees her face, the kit can't even get up in time to run before he's being lifted. A completely foreign feeling for he'd never had such a thing happen, and he does all he can trying to get free. As exhausted as he was, the fight to survive and live was overwhelming in the face of imminent death, and he would thrash violently, attempting to turn and snap at something he's able to get his jaws around. His thick muscled tail would thrash side to side, attempting to free him from the mouth of the stranger, all while his body temperature begins to rise dangerously with the anger that rises.

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Once more she didn't think

Once more she didn't think this through. She hadn't been expecting so much fight from the young thing and her face payed the price. Her cheeks and lips got bludgeoned with the thing's hardtail, face sometimes nipped with sharp teeth, her own teeth felt like they were in danger of being loosened. To top it all off she could feel the damn thing heating up in her mouth! She emits various muffled grunts and noises in response to the creature's flailing and finally manages to get the kit tucked into her shawl securely so he won't slip out and fall. She coughs, what moisture left in her mouth is gone now and it hurts quite a bit. She looks at the irate little kit tangled in the thread bare material of her shawl and shakes her head. "You may hate me now but you will find yourself thanking me later." She tells him curtly.
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He's finally able to calm

He's finally able to calm himself when he feels he's not held anymore, though it lasts only seconds because he realizes he's still not free and trapped in something else. He had been rather quiet, in regards to vocalizing, but as his limbs slowly begin aching from his thrashing, he lets in a deep breath and cries out a high pitched alert. It was something he had never produced before, nor really understood what it meant, but it was loud and if the stranger wasn't going to free him after his thrashing, he'd have to try a different tactic. With his temperature still rising because of his own rising anger, the dragon kit starts up his thrashing again, a little more dully this time, but puts more effort into trying to get himself free and back to his safe place, that he was sure had been destroyed by the kidnapper. "Never thank", he growls with a mouthful of material, attempting anything at this point to survive and get free. "Don't want to be with you... let.. me go".

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"Trying to help. Not doing

"Trying to help. Not doing this for you. Doing this for someone your mother left behind too." She snaps, ears hurting from that screech. "Kettu's friend sent me and if it wasn't for that blasted creature I would leave you here! I don't particularly want you with me either but I owe Ird one." The doe sighs and grumbles, turning her attention back to the tree. It isn't in bad shape, the bark is cracked where she hit it and the roots are still mostly in the ground. Using her other shoulder she pushes it back into its original position and tears a small wound into her foreleg. Lilith presses the cut against the tree and says something in an old language, watching the roots come alive and re-anchor themselves. Work done she straightens up and rolls her shoulders. "Quit thrashing. You'll get yourself more tangled and stop chewing on it! This is the oldest thing I own. For Heaven's sake I'm not about to eat you after all this trouble. I fixed your damn tree, I'll put you back if Ird can't help alright?" Her temper is wearing thin now and so is her patience.
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When thrashing doesn't work,

When thrashing doesn't work, or screaming for help or chewing through the material that now caged him doesn't help, the dragon kit stills as much as he can, though can't help the shakes he's releasing as his temperature continues to rise. His fight for survival is too strong, no matter how weakened his body is, his will is still there, still strong and forcing himself to live, and so he plans what he'll do when finally taken out of the cage, plans what he'll do if he's held in her mouth, and plans where to go when he's fight for survival wins and he's free. His safe zone is no more, the stranger knows of it and he won't risk another capture returning. It had now been tainted just like the den. It's only when he hears the tone change when she talks about what he's chewing on does he still even more "Will chew till let go!" he exclaims, and while he hadn't planned to continue it to conserve whatever backup energy he was using, he would start it again. Putting rather large amounts in his jaws so the material was at the back of this throat, where his more prominent teeth were, the dragon kit begins gnawing. Unclear if he'd do any damage to it or not, but he would sure as hell make it look like it at least. Maybe, just maybe, he would upset the stranger just enough for her to ditch him... or annoy her enough to warrant her eating him.

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"Don't be thinking I'll come

"Don't be thinking I'll come after you again if you need help. Not going to hang out around your tree either and I am not picking you up again alright? I've no use for a tree or another child that will last only as long as a bubble. You stay still until I get you to the pond and I will never bother you again unless it's absolutely necessary. Deal?" Her attempt at bargaining will likely go over his head but she tries again. "I'm sorry I even took this deal. I'm sorry alright? You're going to choke on that, it's not going to break. Ird'd better know what to do." Maybe trying to knock the tree over wasn't the best way to earn his trust but....it was more effective than watching him starve under a tree. "I may do a lot of things but I keep my promises. We'll have to find you something easier to chew....or steal a goat. That works too." She starts moving towards the pond, quicker than she usually moves. He's getting spit all over the only thing that was left from her fall and that's disgusting. "Calm down and cool it. I can feel you burning my side. That can't be good for you either." It was going to be hell trying to untangle it too.
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He continues to gnaw at the

He continues to gnaw at the material, most likely easing up some as he hears her voice and quietens himself down to listen, to attempt understanding all she has to say and hopeful he catches something that will let him know what the stranger is planning to do. Unfortunately he doesn't understand a lot of it, and while Lilith's tone changes, and he eases on the chewing, he opts to keep the material in his mouth, just in case he needs to keep gnawing at it in a bid to escape, or perhaps leverage in upsetting the doe enough she flings him out of it. "Just let.. me go", he mumbles with a mouthful of material, and finally his temperature stabilizes, though it's not rising anymore, it's also not lowering. The pick up in pace startles him at first, and instinctively bites down a little firmer than he had, throwing in a few body wiggles and tail thrashes along with it, though they were merely futile at this point as the movement of the strangers walk could have swallowed up his own attempts in thrashing.

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She stops moving and looks at

She stops moving and looks at him, face as close to his as she dares. She lets the kit see the tiredness on her face and raises her eyebrows. She opens her mouth to say something but can't think of anything so she closes her mouth and shakes her head. The old one dislikes this whole process as much as he does, she's gotten used to being a gardian and fawns not thinking twice about aproching her. She'll be a villian to him for a long time now. On impulse she nudges his tiny head gently with her nose and starts moving again. Her gant is smoother now, the kid shouldn't be rocking around too much. They were almost to the old oak now, not long to the pond.

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With the material still held

With the material still held loosely between his mouth, his gaze moves up when he notices her own head lean down and into view, and he lets out a low grumble, snapping the air towards her face in a useless threat that he at least tries to make a little intimidating, no matter how much it was sure to fail. Unfortunately the child had started to grow rather apathetic to others, and showed no remorse to her tired eyes, or the way he was treating her, but to the fawn she was still a threat, still a stranger and he would continue his behavior until he was free and out of her grasp. With the dragon kit still experiencing his body trembling from the continued adrenaline rush, and the fact his temperature was still too high, he lets out another grumble, in part help to his shaking muscles. "Let go here!" he tries desperately to screech, but it's likely mumbled with the mouthful of material.

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She ignores him, somewhat

She ignores him, somewhat impressed by the amount of fight he had left in him. They pass the 'humming oak' as Ird calls it but she doesn't see the creature anywhere. Well that's great, now she has to find the idol spirit too, the thing's likely crying in a corner somewhere close by. She heads for the pond and steps into the cool water, wading in and settling, the water level is just high enough to wet the kit. The doe drinks a large quantity of water, still ignoring the kit. Only when she's done drinking does she acknowledge the fawn again. "Drink some of this. Good. Safe."
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The dragon kit's anger is

The dragon kit's anger is beginning to rise once more as he is continued to be held against his will, and when she ignores him, he begins gnawing at the material once more, viciously trying to slice his back teeth through it to escape and free himself. He only stops when he feels water underneath him, wetting the bottom of him which just makes things worse and has him thinking she's going to dump him in the water and kill him that way. As he starts his gnawing back up, he tries desperately to thrash and wiggle his way out of the cage he was held in once more, putting everything he had into it and frantically finding a weak spot in the cage or a gap he could squirm out of, and if not, he would chew and destroy the very thing that was keeping him from life and freedom.

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"Not dropping you in the

"Not dropping you in the pond." She tells him, rising and going back to the shore. She hears a few threads snap from the kit's alligator wiggling and winces. If that kid manages to loosen the other things that she has tucked away...they would break and the kid would likely fall too. She whistles high and loud, head tilted to one side and listens. Ird comes barreling over the bridge immediately, rearing back and hitting her legs with its hooves as soon as it comes within range.

"What are you doing Lil?! Is he alright? What were you thinking! Look at him, he's scared and trussed up like a fish!" It screeches angrily, this was not what it'd sent her to do!

Lilith narrows her eyes and slips the shawl off her shoulders, leaving the fawn tangled in a puddle of material. "Your problem." She spits at him. She makes her way away from them and settles under a willow. She's wasted an entire rabbit and her day on this.

Ird cooes worriedly and starts untangling the fawn, the process harder than it should've been because it knew that breaking Lil's stuff was out of the question. The whole time the process goes on it's making comforting noises and gently nuzzling Kettu's baby, pouring all the love it had for Gun's mother into it's actions. It hopes the small one won't hate it for this.
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The voices and actions go

The voices and actions go over the dragon kits head, Gunnarr blocking them out as he continues to frantically escape the cage he was in, and when he's finally able to feel solid ground beneath him, his thrashing seems to rise tenfold. He was almost free, almost able to get away and survive however long his body would let him. Ird's attempts at calming it is in vain, the child is far too deep into his own anger, far too deep into adrenaline to understand or have a grasp on any of it and all he wants to do is escape and live. He startles himself for a minute once he feels the material no longer trapping him, and is able to feel the Earth beneath his hooves. It only lasts a few seconds before his gaze is narrowing on the kidnapper, and his ears flatten against himself and he lowers, letting out small snarls and grumbles before turning to hightail it away from both. Perhaps if he hadn't been so ruffled up he would have calmed in the face of Ird, but it wasn't to be and he wasn't going to stick around for anyone, certainly not so out in the open where she could get him again and trap him. With whatever energy he's able to find, the dragon kit runs, weaving between bushes and trees and into the darkness of the forest where hopefully he won't be snatched again. He was free from his cage, and he was certainly not going to go back in it without one hell of a dramatic fight.

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Ird lets out a screech as the

Ird lets out a screech as the little one runs, knowing he won't be able to reach him. It tries anyway, slamming into the barrier that keeps it in its cage and calls out. "Gunnarr! Gunnarr please! Please don't!" But it's too late, it'll never see the little one again. It failed and the kit will die because of it's own stupidity. It starts crying and uselessly pushing against its limits, berating itself for the mistake it made. Lilith sighs and shakes her head, she's not going after the pipsqueak again after all that trouble. Then Ird remembers the butterflies it used during the birth and calls to them. They won't be able to make the kit do a thing but maybe they might calm the kid down....or so it hopes. The creature doesn't want the kid scared and alone out there. The swarm of colors flutter after the orange glimmers in the shadows and manage to get in front of him, wings flapping quietly. This caterpillar has grown since the last time they've seen him and they are curious, drifting out of his way and hovering around. The leader lands on the ground in front of the kit and waves its antenna at him questioningly.
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He ignores the calls,

He ignores the calls, probably to the point where he's blocked it out, blocked out the screaming, the crying, the memories of hearing his safe haven near uprooted, and the kit runs, doesn't know where, or what direction he has gone. He's still running when the butterflies attempt to stop him and they aren't enough, nothing is enough at this point, and he runs through them until he reaches a place with tall grass that isn't green, and that he hopes will hide him well enough to finally rest and not be pursued to his ending exhaustion and eventual earlier death. He slows his pace down, lowering himself a lot more than he finds comfortable, but he was desperate, and with quiet steps, finds a place he can squeeze in and hopefully get his breath back alone and in peace.

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Not sure if you wanted to stop it there? I feel like it's going to be much the same and he's really not going to come around ;n;

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yea, aw the poor thing ;;

yea, aw the poor thing ;;
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