Boy, that escalated quickly. Nephthys had no idea why things exploded the way they had, but now that @Feyre was being @Feyre, she really didn't have a choice but to throw herself into the open. She scowled as @Jewel yelled at the cub, but to be honest, Nephthys didn't mind. Why the girl was so obsessed with Sangria was beyond her, but she was quite sick of it at. Nephthys slipped from the shadows and moved towards Feyre, frowning. "You know that lady tried to take you away from Mom, right? She called Mom a coward. Why are you so interested in being her friend?" The yearling huffed, glancing at @Gostir with a nod before looking to Jewel. "I'll take her home. Mom's really sick, she can't be here right now. Thanks for grabbing her." The maroon lioness sighed. So far, all she'd really done was see Sangria and Aquila fight while establishing what prides were and were not buddies. Sigh.

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+10 Sneak into a pride or group without getting caught 1/2
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The world felt as if it was moving in slow motion. All she knew was crashing down. Her friends where in danger. The orange faced lady feared for the hearts and soul she had came to met within this new land over the last year. Or rather the past few months for she hadn’t quite lived here a year yet. Still it felt like a lifetime for her and so much had happened.

Grey gaze sat wide of not one but two vicious battles. Eyes locked on the forms for of Aquila and Sangria as they danced their bloody duet she felt her heart racing. The sound of her heart pounded in her ears like a war drum, and for once she was scared. Generally terrified at the fighting before her. Ever since arriving in Amaryllis violence had been the normal thing, but never had she beared witness to such hate. Such rage. To defend one’s self was one thing, to defend one’s family, home and honor. They where all important, but to find with such fire and attacks clearly meant to end life brought her back to a dark place in her cub hood. One of horror she had tried to lock away deep within her mind.

A time when her siblings where happily playing make believe. A simple game. One full of hope and promise about being a big brave hero in some far off land. Sounds of giggles and joy bounced in her head that snarls yells of fear and cracking of bones. The sight of her brother under her father’s large paw and her sister struggling in father’s jaws. Her world went numb at the memory of him ending her sister’s young life first and chucking her aside like trash before telling their brother that her blood was on his paws before he slowly started to crush him. The sounds of his screams for forgiveness echoed in her ears as she remembered running and hiding. Her mother and aunt protecting her from her violent proud father who snuffed out traitors and those who he deemed disloyal to him at a whim.

Shaking she stood there her eyes locked on the fighting unable to speak, unable to hear or move with a horrific look in her eyes. There was so much noise. So many gathered who had something to say. Some cheered on the fighting, some yelled for it to stop. Others assumed things and accused others of needless things. Even the words of @Circe were mumbled to her. Nothing made sense to the orange faced lioness. It was all senseless violence. Greed had infected Amaryllis and was turning the landscape red with blood.

Without knowing or realizing she moved away from those of Wolfbron Bluffs and moved closer to @Aurum. Though she hadn’t even heard his words to her. Rubbing her shoulder against him she felt nothing. She was in shock. Her stomach felt queasy and for a long while it felt like time stopped. That was until she felt a kick in her belly as if her unborn babies were saying get a hold of yourself mama!

Grey gaze finally blinked from her blank stare at Aquila fighting only in time to see @Kiton coming towards them. He seemed agitated and tense, but who wasn’t at a time like this. This was madness. This was months and months of tense bottling up in everyone’s hearts until it just shattered and poured out like a waterfall.

“Kiton …” She whispered unable to find her voice. Saying his name hurt. She wished to be level headed and reasonable. She wished to apologize and reached her paw out towards him slowly only to find herself completely horrified by the sight of @Zoticus attacking before she could find her voice and speak. It was than that she attempted subconsciously to wrap her paws around Aurum’s leg her claws nervously trying to grip him as she was scared he’d jump in and she’d lose her friend even if she hadn’t register herself doing it. Man she wished @Laurel was here. Though she was glad she had a friend nearby she found herself confused and conflicted.

“No.” Another whisper. “No.” The word mumbled from her lips dryly. Her voice shaking and her body trembling. She was a proud lioness. A strong fighter. From the roughest toughest pride in all of Amaryllis. Wolfbron Bluffs was where she had lived fir almost a year now. She had friends there. Ones who she had betrayed in the past but hadn’t shunned her. She had pledged her life to the pride, but this? This wasn’t something she wanted. The words and actions that spilled from the members of Wolfbron Bluffs made her hate them. Hate herself. She was a coward. A failure to think that peace could be a thing with the prides. Aurum had made her believe that there could be peaceful times and she had hoped to help breathe in that peace by having pleasant conversations and building bridges with the Oasis and the Mire. Having spoken to Kiton before she didn’t see him as a bad lion and assumed those he loved shared at least some of the same morals with him so they couldn’t be all bad either. Right?

“Is death the only answer?” She questioned @Viné her shaking voice cold as it left her lips a little louder than a whisper. “No. NO DEATH IS POINTLESS!” She finally spat. Her voice full of hurt and rage. “WHAT IS THE POINT OF WANTING CHANGE OF WANTING A BETTER FUTURE IF NO ONE IS EVER GOING TO TAKE THEIR RIGHTEOUSNESS AND SHOVE IT ASIDE?” She wasn’t making any sense. Her mind was racing and her words jumped from through to thought, but would those who really cared listen and understand what she is trying to say.

“NO AQUILA SHOULDN’T HAVE TRESPASSED! DOES THAT MEAN HIS LIFE SHOULD BE FORFEIT? HELL NO! GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS! ALL OF YOU! WHEN DOES THIS GREED END? MINE MINE MINE! I WANT THIS! I AM MORE ENTITLED TO THIS THAN YOU, YOU ARE FEMALE YOU DON’T DESERVE THAT. YOU ARE A MALE YOU SHOULDN’T GET THAT! BLAH BLAH BLAH!” She found her voice and roared addressing everyone.

Taking a deep breath she glared daggers at Circe. “I CAME TO AMARYLLIS TO FIND A BETTER LIFE! A MORE PEACEFUL LIFE, ONE WHERE I COULD FIND A STRONG LOVING HUSBAND AND RAISE A FAMILY IN PEACE, A PLACE WHERE SAID FAMILY DIDN’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT WHERE OR WHEN THEIR NEXT MEAL WOULD BE OR WORRY ABOUT DYING FOR DARING OF HAVING A DREAM OR IDEALS DIFFERENT FROM SOMEONE ELSE!” Turning her gaze from Circle she looked at Zoticus and than Aurum and Nymeria. “NO ONE SHOULD HAVE TO WATCH FAMILY FIGHT FOR THEIR LIFE.” Her ears fall back on her head as she let go of Aurum and stood up taking a few steps towards @Nymeria. “I am sorry. I am so very sorry. You all where living peaceful until our greed came and spread like an infection across your home.” Her gaze didn’t just linger on the Valour woman, but also @Ástríðr. For she too was a native of this land. Choking on her words she began to cry.

Looking away from the natives as yet more fights broke out she felt sick as she realized it was more of Wolfbron Bluffs. They were out of control. “LISTEN TO ME! LISTEN! I HAVE TAKEN PART IN MY SHARE OF FIGHTS IN THIS LAND. SOME SHAMEFUL, SOME FORCED ON ME FOR BEING A BLOODY COWARD. I HAVE BEEN DEEMED A TRAITOR AND DISLOYAL BECAUSE I ACTED IN FEAR!” Turning her now narrowed gaze upon Zoticus she snarled at him. “I pledge and promised my alliance to Wolfbron Bluffs. To you! With the promise you would protect me. Protect us! And yet you you attack without using your head. Your heart to protect the one you love is her family in the right place, BUT ATTACKING SOMEONE WITHOUT FIRST ATTEMPTING TO TALK IS STUPID! ALL IT BRINGS IS MORE HURT AND MORE FIGHTING! WHEN DOES THIS FUCKING END!” She screamed. Panting and panicking in her words as she started to sway. Started to hyperventilate. Her vision was starting to have dark spots as she sobbed and yelled with all the passion she had.

“I AM DONE! I DON’T WANT TO BE PART OF THIS ANYMORE! I I really wish, I RELINQUISH MY ROLE OF GENTRY OF WOLFBRON BLUFFS! I I …” Her emotions where going haywire and maybe it was due to being pregnant as well but she just couldn’t handle it anymore and before she could finish her sentence found her world going dark as she blacked out. Collapsing to the ground with a thud.

( Arjana has exited via passing out from her emotional tantrum. )

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even as asteria made her way over to @Gwyn more fights erupted. instinctively she crouched low to the ground, making herself a smaller target less likely to be trampled in the chaos. they were on the outskirts of the battles, but it was rapidly becoming a clusterfuck of bodies. a wayward paw wouldn't be entirely out of the norm.

@Elijah? the small cub frowned as gwyn seemed to be looking to pawn her off (an irrational thought, but she was only three months old...) and she glared up at him. "wanna stay wiff you." he was somebody she knew. he was safe. but asteria was smart enough to realize that he was beginning to limber himself up, ready in case he was called up. young though she was she didn't quite understand why he would need to fight - from what she knew he had no pride. "why you fight?" did he have a good reason, at least?

maybe questioning him wasn't the smartest thing, but it was the only way she would learn.. her gaze did follow his in the direction of the pale coated male, the one she assumed he meant by elijah. it snapped quickly back to gwyn, though, hoping that it would not come to it and he would be able to stay put. he was still hurt, anyway - fighting wouldn't be a smart move! asteria pouted a little, but still spoke up again. "protectin' cub is good reason." she agreed with that, at least. for that she would fight, too. if, you know, she wasn't a cub herself... heck, even that might not stop her. heaven knows she was currently crouched down, mimicking gwyn, as if she, too, might jump in to the fray.

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Roan had gone ahead, after the call of his brother, and she had hesitated but gone as well. Of course, she arrived just in time to see her pridemates embroiled in battle, and she worried for @Dero who was in the middle of a growing battle.

What scared her the most, though? Looking and seeing the familiar form of @Roan tangled in a vicious battle with another male. Her heart twisted within her chest, and she wanted nothing more than to help him... but knew that anything she did would merely get in his way. She couldn't fight, didn't know how to, and it occurred to her how useless that made her in this moment.

Faelyn had moved to join @Furia and @Hanneth without realizing it, her vision slightly hazy from the tears swimming in her eyes. "Please," she whispered, "let him be okay."

What the hell was going on now? She'd gotten used to the pride challenges, and even hearing the calls from the Pit, but this sounded... different. Dire. Especially when Nymeria added her voice to the mix. That was what caused ice to flood the voodoo queen's veins, and sent her barrelling towards the source of the commotion, only to find not one but two of their kin embroiled in battles that looked so vicious she could only imagine them ending fatally, not to mention all the other chaos spreading forth.

"Maua bless, dis be fucking ridiculous," she grumbled as she joined the Brook gang, looking at those gathered there and... oh fuck's sake.

"@Ygritte honey, dis not be a safe place for you," she said to the girl, pitching her voice so she could be heard over the chaos around them. "You want me to be takin' ya home?" She didn't want to leave @Nymeria and the others alone, but there were plenty of fighters here it seemed, and she would rather get the girl out if she so wished and then come back to patch everyone up than she would watch something happen to the young one.

One moment she was lucid, alive and ready to fight with her claws scraping the ground beneath her. The Queen didn't care anymore. In her somewhat rational, somewhat irrational fury she suddenly became completely fine with risking it all for blood. That fury remained and simmered beneath the surface as @Arjana began to scream- and then directly at her.

Her dark lips began to curl, for a moment even considering lunging at the orange lion herself for really daring to betray them again, however... There was something in Arjana's words that slapped Circe silly. What it was exactly, she couldn't even exactly pinpoint. Perhaps it was in the desperation in the other woman's voice, betrayal coming from it as well. A cold wave washed over her, the battles erupting all around her roared like blood in her ears.

She broke her gaze for a moment to peer around her, electric eyes widened at the chaos that was befalling them. The gravity of it all set in. "Arjana, no..." She swallowed and shook her head, but was hardly able to get her voice above anything hearable. Only having to listen as the woman continued, her legs growing increasingly numb.

Her inner mind toiled with itself, wandering if she was floundering in the weakness she had tried so desperately not to show. Or were her emotions clouding her, her pregnancy making her falter like this? Or was it even... Reality. The fact that in some aspects, Circe didn't disagree with Arjana. And even through the trials they'd faced before, to hear her throw her rank away hurt. Did other members feel this way too? It made Circe wonder, even if for the briefest moment in time;

What they were creating.

For their children. For her children. Those little things growing inside of her that she cared about so much, had she just forgotten? Arjana shouldn't be here, and neither should she. Would it have all been better if she hadn't? She'd always thought she could be the one to implement control, to be the reason that contrasted @Zoticus' impulse- but she'd lost it today. Maybe she had failed.

Her thoughts were drawn away, as Arjana passed out onto the ground in front of her, causing her to suck in a shuddered breath. Eyes widened with panic then, she lunged to throw her body over the fallen lioness before anyone else could take the opportunity to harm her. She didn't care or even process those who were already around her- she felt she had to before anyone could even think to try and spill her blood.

Because of something Circe said. A decision she made.

The Queen gritted her teeth as the world spun, turning her head to desperately try to find @Rue amongst the chaos as she moved, hoping she was still nearby. "Help me!" She called out, wanting to get Arjana out of harms way.

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It did not take long for absolute insanity to take hold of the gathering, everything erupting at once into verbal snarls and clashing bodies. She was finding it hard to keep her full attention upon the death matches below, constantly having to draw her eyes away from Aquila, Sangria, Valhalla, and Ismae when she heard the familiar stirrings of a fight breaking out close by. And what she beheld was sheer madness, tempers running high and bloodlust even higher as tension escalated through all the gathered prides. It seemed like every time she dared to look away, someone else was heading to war. For once, it was like they were the good ones here on their best behavior. At the greeting touch of @Saga, Svana would return with a gentle brush of her own shoulder, grateful for the comfort that it brought with it. It didn’t matter what came at them from this, they could take it all on if that line was drawn today. For the moment, she was more content to listen to her older sister’s attempt to figure out this mess as well, following her inclination to the striped man off fighting with a paler female. Ah, so he and @Avaneira were friends? After a few minutes however, Saga too gave up on the explanation on what in the hell was going on as the Cove’s new queen roared for the man in the ring’s death. Well, she had tried at least. Too much was going on to keep track of it all in all honesty, switching from one thing and then to another at the drop of a hat. @Steinar seemed to agree as well, his abrupt appearance at the small gathering they had for the Hollows a welcome one as the pale woman turned to him, lowering her head forward in gentle acknowledgement. ”Bróðir, velkominn í fíflin.” She murmured softly before breaking out into a grin as Saga seemed intent on knock him right over with her affection, but she could not blame her. His absence had been hard on them all, and he had been a sorely missed presence from the family.

As his roughened questions rose, his excitement clear of the unfolding events, she intended to answer him, but was drawn away from such a thing when her chimera sister began to shift away from her side. “Saga…?” Her voice rose slightly in question, but it wouldn’t reach her older sister in time as she disappeared into the crowd, only to reappear at the side of @Nymeria in a protective stance as things seemed to take a harsher turn for their allies. The brook queen was beside herself with grief and looked as if she were very well trying to cling to the last semblance of sanity she had with dear life. The selkie felt for her as none of this was easy for even the most hardened of warriors to withstand, and it was turning vicious quick for all except the Hollows. No one would touch her though, not if they wanted Saga to rip them apart and the rest of the Sigrun to follow. It was not something she wished to happen. They had stayed out of it so far and she didn’t feel comfortable in engaging anything until they had the word of their brother of what to do. It seemed Saga had even tried to negotiate and calm down a situation that was stirring between the Bluffs and the Mire, yet there was nothing to be done as both kings went toe to toe in the blink of an eye. Anxiously, she would watch her sister with the intensity of a hawk, her gaze flitting protectively back and forth between Saga and her other siblings, her teeth gritting with mounting concern and wariness of the others around them. Where in Vellen’s name was @Magnus? Their allies were at each other’s throats with the Hollows trapped in the center of it all, uncertain of which side they stood on, and both @Ragna and @Úlla were still recovering from their wounds. Hell, at this point, everyone only desired to fight as pleas rang out deaf ears, having grown tired of playing politics and niceties.

Almost as if he knew he was needed, their Jarl appeared out from the undergrowth, and she nearly heaved a sigh of relief at the sheer sight of him as he began to make his way over to them. Fashionably late was better than absence, for his leadership was required now more than ever. She did observe him drifting quite near to a lovely calico lady that she was not familiar with and carried the perfume of home, and her eyes shifted elsewhere as if she had seen nothing at all. It was his business, and she would allow him that privacy. Once he was with them, he kept his voice low, telling them clearly; do not interfere, stay back, and observe. If any of them were attacked unprovoked, then they were free to defend themselves, but nothing else until he stated otherwise. He did not want senseless violence, not when the stakes were this high. From there, he would take a moment to quietly address Steinar before he too would join Saga near Nymeria, and the group was left to its own devices once more. It was the best place for him now, she knew, as the sovereign of the Brook could use his support and protection more than ever. ”It seems that something violent is in the air of late in these lands. Maybe they all knew you were coming, Steinar.” She offered with light humor under a quiet breath, smirking slightly as she looked at him, but it faded within a moment as she caught sight of @Elijah standing off alone from everyone else. The scent of the Hollows was thick upon the smaller male, and a brow quirked lightly upwards as he stood so far out away from everyone else. With all that was going on, he shouldn’t be out where he left himself open to attack. Though, something seemed quite off, his stare unmoving, unblinking as it beheld the ghastly sights laid out before it. Was he in shock? She couldn’t just leave him like that. ”ég kem strax aftur..” She murmured to her family as she rose, reaching out to touch her brother’s cheek in a light brush of her own before she began to make her way over quickly to Elijah, chuffing out a greeting that was loud enough to let him know she was there. ”Hey….hey there….” She spoke, attempting to get him to focus on her and inclining her head back towards their gathering of Sigrun in a gentle gesture. ”Why don’t you come join us? It’s a great deal safer than being out here right now.”

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More came. Screams for them to stop echoed through the sounds of the battles taking place. @Nymeria's voice cutting through clearly and Hanneth looked toward her and spotted the young cub that she had tended to. Why was she here? She couldn't do much because it seemed that @Dero's mind was even worse than her as he arrived. His words cut through her heart as they were so similar to what he had said before and she had nearly lost him then. She was frozen as her body wanted to flee, to leave and not look back but she couldn't do that again. She couldn't be without him ever again. @Furia was the first to step in and try to get Dero's mind focused and Hanneth knew she needed to help but she couldn't move, couldn't find words in her own growing anxiety. @Roan moved from her side and it pulled her back to the moment a little more and she fought with herself to get focused and to be useful this time. The familiar body of Amara was noticed but she didn't really know what was being offered. She took a slow look around and noticed that the group around Nym was growing and she wanted to fold herself into it but as she looked back toward Dero she saw a lioness on the attack and heading right for him. DERO! She screamed and started to charge forward to block the lioness, willing to give her own self to keep him from being attacked but he moved to quickly and she ended up running into Furia as Dero turned to fight. She saw @Reti ♔ jump in to help his father, when had he come back? She couldn't find any happiness in seeing him again as he started to fight.

@Kiton's voice rang clear and she wished that they could all leave. They didn't need to be here, this wasn't their fight. She looked toward him just as another charged into battle against him. NO! KITON! Her voice screamed once again, the herbs that had come with her long gone in the mess of the fighting. @Copree was there and Hanneth's panic look was sent to her. Their family was being attacked and Hanneth had no idea what to do. She looked around and spotted a lioness coming toward her with @Deimos hanging from her mouth. Deimos! She cried before it clicked that the lioness was trying to help him and brought him to her. She couldn't make out what was said but she moved to try and collect the young cub from the stranger. Why are you here? Fear and panic was in every word she spoke before taking the smallest moment to look at the lioness, Thank you. At least in the middle of this mess, someone was watching out for others.

She needed to get him out of here and started looking around to see @Maia arrive and heard her words. No, no, no. Things were to heated and she knew that the young lioness would be attacked. It didn't take long before a male jumped in and attacked her. Another jumped into a fight and more fights just kept happening around her as she tried to stand over Deimos. She felt almost faint as @Roan jumped into a fight as well. Why was this happening again? @Heloise's words somehow reach her and she looks toward the native who was talking to Ygritte. Can you take him with you? Her voice pleaded as she glanced toward the black cub. Please. She couldn't leave to get him to safety and trusted the Natives with her life. Go with her Deimos. @Faelyn's whisper broke her heart. All of this was to much for all of them. Faelyn, stay with him. She requested that she stay with Deimos and maybe get her away from all of this.

@Arjana's words boom over the fighting and Hanneth looks toward her. There was something there, something raw that Hanneth understood so very well and she knew what she could do. Copree. She spoke to get the attention of the lioness and looked toward Arjana as she fell to the ground. They were going to help. A last pleading look toward Heloise before jumping to aid in protecting the fallen lioness with @Circe. I will help you. She spoke. She knew how hard all of this was and she only knew how to do one thing and she hoped like hell this didn't end up back firing on her. She just had to help stop this from making this place be like her last home. She just wanted somewhere safe and if stepping across this line of hate was it, she would do it.

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Jewel would attempt to drop the flailing girl near @Nephthys's feet, growling softly at @Feyre as the child called her a cunt. The black lioness would do something she probably had never done had she not already been irritated at the ridiculousness of the current situation. She slapped at the girl with a sheathed paw, attempting to give her a solid SWAT across the rear. Ears laced against her skull, her remaining eye narrowing on the girl. "Next time, girl, I'll leave claw marks on your hide. GO. HOME." She knew that the older of the two siblings would be enough to handle her - or so she hoped. When @Arjana started to scream, the ebon woman glanced towards the lioness and frowned, noting @Circe being the one she was being screamed at.

The woman turned, her hackles rising as she fixed her glare on the remaining young ones of the Cove. "And the REST of you. Get lost! If I turn back around and I see ANY of you still standing there gawpjawed I will personally come tan your hides!" Her snarl ripped from her breast as Jewel moved, stalking away towards Circe as she lashed her tails near her haunches. For once the depression was gone - the clouds of black smog disappearing. This this was something she could do. Perhaps she would piss off the rest of the Cove - but a warzone was no place for the innocents to remain. And she was tired of such senseless violence. There was NO reason for all these lions to be here. This was NOT their war - Caladan had NO business being here when they were still so new.

Jaws would part as she approached the fallen lioness and her protectors, @Aurum - who she vaguely recognized, and Circe. "Let's get you both away from here." Her tone was rough edged, her gaze looking to @Hanneth as well. "Where is the nearest neutral territory you would let her go, Circe?" The mire was probably out - and the Brook too far away.

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She could not ignore the sounds any longer. Knowing that she wasn't a fighter, Avana still knew she needed to go towards the sounds of chaos. Only in their most desperate of times did her mother ever flee from a fight; when her father told them all to run. Any other time, though, Hanneth always ran towards where she was needed most, though never without a bundle of herbs in tow. As such, knowing that all the other lions in the pride who were more equipped to fight in whatever was going on in the Rainforest, Avana set to work grabbing whatever she could from her den before setting off towards what she hoped would not be the death sentence of any of her family members, not when she just got them back.

Running towards the lands that had been ripped from her brother's paws, the young Hodari clutched a wide array of herbs wrapped in a broad leaf from one of the Mire plants. She was getting better at knowing what to do with herbs and how best to help others. If there was fighting going on, then the need for healing wouldn't be far behind. The sounds of war sent a sickened feeling into the pit of her stomach. Every ounce of her being screaming that she should be running the other way, that she should stay in the Mire, but Avana could not ignore her brother's call or the scents of numerous family members heading in this direction as the strawberry lass pressed on.

The sight was madness. Lions strewn about the Rainforest, fights breaking out everywhere. Her brothers, Roan and Kiton, were engaged in battles while other members of the Mire seemed to be fighting against lions of the Bluffs. The scents of many prides were present in the air as she tried to find any non-fighting family members. Avana arrived only in time to see her father being attacked while Reti was attacking his attacker from behind. The briefest flickers of excitement at seeing @Reti ♔ came and went in the blink of an eye while more chaos entered the girl's line of sight. The maned girl found @Hanneth near their kin before watching her give a cub towards some natives. @Faelyn was nearby as well, seemingly instructed to stay with the cub, but before Avana got near enough to investigate that, she followed after her mother towards a fallen woman. Coming up alongside the bronze woman, the maned girl set down her herbs at their paws. "Mom, I have herbs if it will help any..." Avie's voice was meek, but aiming to be helpful as she looked between her mother, @Circe, @Arjana, @Jewel and whoever else might be around. Looking at the collapsed woman, though, the strawberry lass wondered if it might just be better to get her out of here and figure out what to do for her then.

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