@Tullia's approach was noted eagerly, and the older sister would tear her attention away from the fighting to receive the presence of her little sister with a warm smile and purr of affection. @Ganymede's query would earn a smirk and chuckle from the cynical huntress, and she shook her head with a slight curl of the lip. "Probably for the sake of it, Ganymede - you're not missing out on much, I'll be honest." It was at that point where the touch offered by her sister would bring her attention back to @Nymeria. It was sweet and consoling, and Demetria would savour it; tough cookie or not, even the most resilient of souls needed a little reassurance from time to time. It was uncertain times, and as the brawl seemed to be drawing to a close - but honestly who could even tell for sure - so too did the freckled woman's need to be present. "I know," she would murmur back to the High Sovereign, offering a small smile before rising to leave. "I'll see you all back at home. Try and keep out of trouble, hm?" And then, keen to get back to home territory, the freckled huntress would take her leave.


EXIT

no no no

That was the last straw. Frustrated and angry, she approached Dia’s fallen body, slipping her body over her shoulders with a huff. Yes, she actually had enough muscles to carry someone, who knew. She was leaving and she didn’t give a damn anymore. She’d asked them to stop and she hadn’t, this was a bunch of bullshit. So she started up the stairs out, slowly. Glancing at the natives as she passed. Gods above this was embarrassing. She was going to take Dia home and get her patched up properly. Hopefully she’d be alright, but Pistis had her doubt. Fighting without claws... hah.

-exit Pistis unless stopped-

@Dia

we get colder... as we grow older

manip by Rowan | code by twesh

Hanneth Hodari

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It didn't seem to matter. None of it. Hanneth couldn't get rid of the image of a long lost and long dead Paloma and as Ambro pointed out she couldn't end the fight. What could she do then? What point did she have in this new land if she couldn't fix things and get them to see the error in their way? She was about to give up and just flee when Ambro focused on her vision of Paloma and hearing her words about Dero. Wait. Hanneth froze. You hear her? Hanneth asked Ambro. Slowly she turned to Paloma, Take me. Nothing else mattered. Only him. She wanted to go now. She started walking out of the pit before Paloma said anything else.

Exit following @Paloma.

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Line art by Adoptadpoles | Image and table code by Amanda

@Ambrosine to the rescue! Despite knowing next to nothing about the woman, Paloma was grateful her eyes and ears functioned enough to convince @Hanneth she was real. There were a thousand snarky things she could have replied with, but Palo chose to drop it. "Faster, Hanneth," she encouraged, moving to brush along her side as she took off towards her family.

-- exit!

She sat there contemplating the diversity of events that occurred down into the pit. Lions against lions, lioness against lioness, and Pandora felt rather neutral with these conflicts. That could seem egoistic but it wants she just didnt know anyone and she didnt feel like she could do anything at all. She wasnt even two years old and there was little to no experience in fighting. Calmly she didnt say anything nor finding the desire to start conversations nor be near the rest, she just sat there away from the rest and as the thing was slowly settling down with the exception of one more, she decided to return to her own affairs and in complete silence, she stood up and just left.

EXIT---

code by corvus

Predictably, individuals soon began dropping one after the other - some literally. Others seemed to lose interest and head off to do something else. As the main scuffle began to thin out, Alucard slowed, and soon stopped, his circling, attention locked on to a pale gold girl tossed aside. Easy pickings if he was quick.

Elongated claws gripped the ground in frustration, however, as a white woman moved in before he had a chance, whisking his possible snack away to (presumed) safety. It wasn't surprising, with so many around, but it was still slightly annoying.

Well. There were still other options, depending on how everything else played out. He finally seated himself, attention fixated on the remaining fighters. Who would fall next? And who would rush to aid them?

Wake me when I'm dead

There's a thousand devils screaming in my head

code by corvus

Manes to the rescue! His brother-in-law's presence had been dimly noted but now that the hunking red-head posed a real threat to the Casimir male, Vermier was grateful for the distraction. His initial target seemed to fall away and Vermier could tell he posed no more threat. His left paw, having sufficiently bloodied Gwyn's right shoulder, slashed back to the ground to re-stabilize his footing, and as he ducked his head to deal with the pesky yearling @Zagan Gwyn's last biting attack only scored several shallow scratches above his right brow. Four paws temporarily grounded, he was able to lift his front right paw swiftly to keep the claws from gaining a hold. They slashed across the skin, raking three lacerations of moderate depth down both the front and rear of the upper ankle. The topside-down yearling nipped at the top of his right toes, scraping blood from punctures, as Vermier tried to stomp his lower jaw. He kept his eyes narrowed to protect them. His tail was curled low and his ears pressed back. Others were falling away. He was tired but exhilarated.

Vermier et al. vs Zagan et al.
Dominance
3/3

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 2 + 10 + 3 + 15

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 16 + 1 + 6 + 15

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 14 + 10 + 17 + 20 + 5

Aquila huffed a little as @Thales suggested he go on down and see what was what. Don't need to get any closer to figure this out. He placed a heavy malice and rancor into the word 'this' and jutted her chin out and over towards the fight which seemed to be dispersing down into nothing. No victors. All losers. And now Maua's earth lay stain with foreign blood, their soil tainted. They squawk like the birds and fight like the hyena- they're all show and fear loss so much they'll throw their own bodies in thoughtlessly one after another. He judged with narrowed silver eyes, his lips pursed and then his head began to shake back and forth, disappointed and rejecting these stranger's actions wholeheartedly.

He then glanced around to his family and pride still lingering nearby, a worried look painted over his tarnished muzzle. Excusing his doubt of Hanneth's tale, told through Lady @Nymeria, there was irony to it. Assume it true, that an outside force came to their home and brought violence and forced them to leave.... how strange to go on and do the same to another land? March in with your strife, your fighting, and disrupt those living and established there? At worst these lions were a plague of violence and death- at best they were still ignorant and insensitive to do something so hypocritical and ironic. I've seen enough- I won't go far, call if you need. He said aloud to all those around before taking leave.

These kinds of things had always been amusing to Calux. The savagery between these newcomers was simply delightful! His mismatched gaze instantly moved to Nymeria, watching as she pursed her lips. Her statement directed towards him warranted a belly laugh as she smirked at the Queen, "Bold of you to assume I would need patching up, your Highness." He said with a wink. But Calux wasn't here to ruffle her feathers too much, simply just to poke a little bit. He saw everything he needed to see. These newcomers were so touchy, which meant there would be plenty of fun for him in the future. He sent one long forlorn glance in Nymeria's direction before rising and turning to make his exit. There was nothing left for him here, at least nothing exciting to waste his time on.

/Exit


@Nymeria

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It was evident by the sounds and smells that this had quickly become a bloodbath. Ramona moved closer to Tripfire, if only to use herself as a shield to protect the cub from those that were squabbling with one another. The boy spoke of wanting their eyes and let out a manic giggle at the mention of girls, "Hush niño.." She said with a slight tsk of her tongue, this was no laughing matter. Many individuals were involved here today, which meant that she along with Ambrosine and Amara could be leaving here with more enemies than what they entered with. Things were winding down, she could sense Ambrosine's approaching form. It appeared she and Pistis had come to a somewhat peaceful solution; but what would happen in the future? That still remained to be seen. "Come, let's get out of here. There is not much left to watch." She murmured to Tripfire then, nudging the cub before rising. She would have to speak with Ambrosine on this later, but now was not the time. She needed to get Tripfire safely back to their resting place until they figured out what their next step was.

/Exit

@Tripfire @Ambrosine