There was an opening that had been created. The schematics were unclear in the rush of it, but her doubling back had actually managed to ward them off long enough to buy her some time. The dragon whipped around and charged into the foliage, this time powering through the underbrush with all her furious might to put more and more distance between them.

After a certain distance was reached, and her ears neglected to hear the close sounds of thundering footsteps behind her, she allowed a glance over her shoulder. What she saw made her grin wildly in triumph. She had managed to leave them in the dust.

"Next time keep a better eye on your children, În pădure sunt monștri!" There are monsters in the woods! She laughed quite madly as she slipped further into the darkness and away from their furied grasps.

No time to stop and breath though, she'd gladly keep running until she was long out of the woods- until she was somewhere she could lick her wounds and lay low for a while. Regardless of whether she'd gotten to eat or not, she'd consider this a win in her eyes. Simply for the fact that the flighty dames allowed her to slip right through their slippery paws. And as far as she was concerned, she had taught them a valuable lesson regarding letting their children get too far out of their sight.


-Exit Lady Munteanu-

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+20 Attempt to kill a character, but fail (Double XP Event)
+10 Win a fight or spar against a pride lion (Double XP Event)
+10 Practice speed or stealth (Double XP Event)

Art by Koafox | Table by Werge

make it stop - make it stop! nymeria remained hunched over the cub's figure, protective, and willing to take the brunt of any attack if it meant having a chance to save her life. it became clear, however, that no more violence would befall them -- at least not today --, for it was after the brief sound of scuffling and the mechanical laugh of the rogue heathen that the forest grew quiet once more, almost eerily so. craning her neck, nymeria would cast a glance over her shoulder to find that lacramioara was, in fact, gone, though that did not change the fact that they were far from done with this tragic encounter. "i need to get her back to my den and my herbs," nymeria would rasp towards @Zulema, @Tyne, and @Hanneth, her throat tight and tears welling within the corners of her eyes. assuming that none of them would protest, the druid would quickly look to scoop @romah from the earth, clasping her gingerly between her jaws before heading back in the direction of the brook. she needed medical care, and she needed it fast -- and it was clear by the jerk of her maw towards the other woman that they all could follow her, if they so wished. exit.

In the midst of it all, Zulema had not foreseen being thrown off the creature in the way that she had. It was clear that in the monster's attempt to escape that she was wildly and desperately searching, eventually shaking off Zulema as she went straight towards a tree that hadn't quite grown correctly. It's shape bent over, it's width maybe a foot wide, as Zulema collided with it and sent her smack down into the ground. Her whole body ached and her vision blurry, eyes trying to concentrate on what was in front of her but not wholly being able to see what or where anyone was.

After a few long moments, she could see what looked to be the monster itself running through the trees and making her mad dash to escape. She was getting away! Zulema tried to take a run forwards in an attempt to chase but as she stepped on her paw, realized that she would be hindered greatly. It was unclear to the woman who was no medic as to why it hurt when she pressed it down to the ground, but she couldn't do anything to Lacramioara if she couldn't use one of her paws. So instead, she looked to one of the women that had initially sprung into action to help -- seeing the dark sister of hers being swept up into her jaws just after words were expressing to get help. To get herbs.

The carmine noble scarcely nodded, mostly to herself, as she hobbled off after @Nymeria because right now wherever @Romah was, was where she wanted needed to go. exit zulema

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