He suspects he should count himself lucky that she doesn't recount of the details of her...'enjoyment'. Good, good. It's difficult to resist rolling his eyes when @Lunaire goes on to praise Luther's 'hardworking efforts.' As if the Heir wasn't always eager drop everything to laze about when he discovered a particularly nice, sunny spot. Hubert knows that much about his dear brother, at least. Did he know more than her, or was she already playing into the act?

Something in him stutters for a moment, a spark of anger flickering in his gut when she suggests that Vater will grow frail. As if his Vater could ever be weak.

But the fact of the matter is that he shall be replaced someday. The question in Hubert's mind is simply, 'by whom?'

Oh, I know he does. I'm surprised he's spoken with you about them. Of course Luther had 'big plans.' The ebony Prince doesn't clarify whether or not he's familiar with them himself, leaving his statement open to perhaps encourage her to show off what she knew.

Although she might not be so easily baited, for she stalls on answering him yet again. Oh, don't worry, I'm not asking anything particularly troublesome. He responds flippantly. I'd just like...to hang out with him more often. Where does he like to spend his free time nowadays? Does she even know where Luther wanders when he wasn't in the swamp or terrorizing passage-goers? Where he goes to be alone?

Perhaps you could help me pick out a fine gift to offer him when I see him? In return for my gift for you. He taps his shuddering prey once more, before finally stepping back from it with a flourish in renewed offering. A show of good faith. Or is it too late to present himself as innocent? Well, who cares about a rabbit's fate, anyway.

And if this gives him an opportunity to wheedle out inconsequential details like what his brother's favorite food might be, well. What meaning is there to be found in that?

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Lunaire's mind couldn't help but scrutinize the young prince with burning suspicion, something about his particular interests in how Luther spent his time rubbing her the wrong way. Though, perhaps she was not catching on to what @Hubert may truly be thinking. He's attempting to undermine your beloved. the voice whispered, though her only acknowledgement of the speaking within her mind a flick of an ear.

It did seem, perhaps, he has caught her bluff. Truly, Luna had no idea what the fuck he did in his spare time, she just assumed he was spending is wisely, as she did; dipping her claws into the flesh of the unworthy, carving beautiful masterpieces into their corpses. Or, she hoped to achieve that much someday. She would speak nothing of what he had "told her", only staring until he further explained his motives. Or at least, told her what he wanted her to hear. Lunaire would coyly smile, looking off to the side and she curled a pink paws over her muzzle, covering the heat that rose to her cheeks. Well.... He's been spending an awful lot of time with me, tehe.... She stated.

Her attention would be gathered forward once again, though, as the ebony boy spoke of gifts. The hare for her, in return for something for Luther? But, oh, that rabbit would be for Luther. Just not the way one may think. Like a snake, claws would strike forward and snatch the creature, drawing it within reach. Quickly, her teeth sank into the base of it's skull, a tiny bit of hot iron liquid touching her tongue. Her paw held it's soft body against the ground, and in a brutal swift movement, she jerked it's spine and head free from it's body, vertebrae dripping gore onto the ground from the ruined corpse. With a cheery smile, Lunaire placed her treasure at her feet, licking her lips. Perhaps you could help me with an art project for him?

He finds it difficult to guess at precisely what sort of thoughts might be running around within @Lunaire's sweet little head. She seems like such a fluttering, chirpy creature - surely any woman that was taken in Luther's treacherous charms had to be at least a little empty-headed, no? So why does he suspect there's something else lingering behind the cutesy glimmer in those crimson eyes?

He's cast the line, but she does not take, seemingly content to keep her lips sealed about whatever schemes the Mire Heir may or not be weaving nowadays. Or maybe she really doesn't know, after all. Tsk. Well, maybe it's his mistake to try to learn through a secondhand account, anyways. He shall have to keep his ears sharp, if he is to weave a scheme of his own.

...Though maybe not too sharp. His friendly mask does twitch a bit when she mentions her apparently copious amount of time spent together with the Heir, complete with a coy smile and an avoidant gaze hidden behind a prim paw. Er...I'm sure. Oh boy. Don't think about it, do not think about it...!

It's a relief to focus upon the hare instead, when the woman snatches it from him in a lightning flash moment that he almost struggles to track, swiftly bringing its suffering to an end at long last. Albeit, in a far more brutal manner than he would've expected from the pink lioness, and he blinks at the decapitated creature with a surprise that he can't fully hide away. Only to let out a distantly amused huff. Well, alright then.

Prey isn't something he feels much sympathy for.

An...art project? Well, I suppose. What did you have in mind? Perhaps he might yet uncover some useful information if he continues to play nice. He doesn't exactly consider himself an artist, but he had liked to paint with mud as a child.

...Though somehow, he's beginning to suspect that it's not mud Lunaire plans to use.

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+10 Discuss the features of a territory with someone - (2/2)

Lunaire would allow the topic of what she and Luther spent their time doing fade away, remaining silent on the subject to further focus on the speak of art. Yes, indeed, she couldn't help but feel giddy at the ideas she was creating on her head. And with the younger prince's help, it could be grandeur. All for her beloved. Though, she was not sure what to call what she had in mind. A display, of sorts. She would say sweetly once setting down the skull and spine in her jaws, still tasting it's blood in her mouth. I found a tree that would make a perfect canvas, all I need is more..... Her paw would lift the limp corpse of the beheaded creature loosely, allowing it to flop back to the ground. material. Luna said. I'll show you to tree, if you want. I'll start by adding my new friend to it~ the rose hued lioness would state, picking up the two pieces of her prize to carry back towards the thorny trunk.

//Exit??

It seems this 'art' of hers is to be of a more gruesome nature indeed. A tree to be decorated with...bits and pieces, hmm? And all of it for Luther's sake? Where had his brother even found this girl, he wonders? She grows more peculiar by the second, but it would be a lie to say that Hubert didn't feel a sense of morbid curiosity about this grisly little endeavor of hers.

He's curious enough to play along, perhaps for more reasons than just the thought of what details she might let slip the longer they lingered in each other's company. If nothing else, the thought of what the Heir's face might look like when faced with this 'masterpiece' greatly amuses him. That's a cause he can get behind - he can certainly ensure that his contributions are expressive. I suppose I have time enough to do some hunting today. He says it with a light thoughtfulness, his words accompanied by a low hum and a casual roll of his shoulders. As if he wasn't agreeing to dismember a bunch of small woodland creatures.

What a fairytale indeed.

After you, then. He accepts the invitation easily enough with a slight incline of his head, though he paused a moment before following her to sweep up the remains of the rabbit's last meal, considering the dark specks of seeds now revealed in the flesh of the half-chewed berries. He wonders which had contributed to the hare's demise - the juice or the seeds?

Perhaps he plucks a few more stems of calbar bean that he passes by as he trails after @Lunaire to discover what more secrets she held in store. Why not? They've proven to be an effective trap, after all. If he's patient enough, perhaps it can even snag something larger.

/exit Hubert

+5 Study the plant life of a neutral territory
+5 Gather poisonous plants

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