despite feyre's disdain towards the sweltering oasis, she's able to find some relief in the sticks that she gathered since coming here. for now, feyre has a small pile of them laying near her den. call it childish, but the older child likes to watch them lay where she can see them at night and in the morning. it's like a wall, a wall that keeps her guarded from strangers and bad spirits. her den is much too small to hold both herself and her sticks so she decides to just put everything in front, making sure to provide a small clearing for others to visit. she hopes that in a few days, she can finish mapping out the entire oasis so she can learn what secrets it hold. the cove has a few and it wasn't very exciting. but she misses some of the residents already and hope they are doing well.

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Dark grey eyes landed on an oddity and the Princess paused. She had been moving through the Oasis, her pudgy little cub legs trying their best to keep her above the shifting sands and on the move. Every day, she grew a little stronger, built up more endurance to stay awake during the day and explore a little more of the Oasis. This was something she'd never seen before though - a wall of sticks. The cub had stopped, her little body held tense as she studied it from a distance. When she concluded that it wasn't going to harm her, the Oasis Princess crept forward (not spying @Feyre behind the facade) and prodded a dark-socked paw at the pile of wood.

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feyre knows when others are coming because, well, pawsteps of course. but the incoming figure is so small that she almost doesn't hear them. it's only when her wall of sticks begins to move a bit does she poke her head out from behind them and sees the young child prodding at them. hey, you're gonna make them fall feyre says, as gently as possible. she hopes the girl will not make it worse, but feyre's sure she will listen. at worst, the girl gets scared and topples her stick over. at even worse...well, hope it doesn't come to that. for now, the young girl waits, watching in case something happens.

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A voice emerged from behind the facade, followed by the body of an older cub. Startled, Victoria reacted instinctively to @Feyre's sudden apprearance - her ears flattened, her fur puffed out in spiky anger as her spine arched and her mouth opened to show fierce milk teeth. a malevolent hiss rolling forward. Dark grey eyes glowered at the strange girl, though she registered that her words had been kind rather than harsh. In the back of her mind, Victoria remembered Jiera's response to being jumped out on and secretly prided herself for not bursting into tears as the sickly girl had. "Why are they even there?" She asked, maintaining her puffed up, defensive position just in case.

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feyre cocks her head at the little lion's reaction. so much for a good first impression, but maybe they'll get along once they know each other. feyre knows that there are other cubs in the oasis, a few of which seems to be born here too. the girl puffs up, looking more like an odd ball with eyes than a real lion cub. she's oddly cute and feyre grins a little, wanting to smush her cheeks with her own paws and give her a tight hug. of course, mama taught her better than to be rough with younger cubbins so she keeps herself from doing that. they're my defense. i also beat lions with them if they hurt me or my family feyre explains as she draws one stick from the top. she puts it down and in front of @Victoria. i can show you how to use them?

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Her dark grey gaze flutters all over the other cubs face, gauging the reaction she would receive. Victoria was beginning to learn the ins and outs of social etiquette - that she couldn't treat others how she treated her sisters. It was beginning to dawn on the girl that she needed to adjust her own behaviour, but it was certainly a struggle and often Victoria wasn't sure exactly how she was meant to adjust it. Her instinctive response had been to hiss at @Feyre, but the other had simply grinned at her. The response to her question made the Miroslav female blink rapidly however - beat lions? Her curiosity piqued, the young Princess relaxed somewhat as the other girl placed a stick before her with an offer. "Show me." The young Princess demanded, looking from the stick to the older girl and then adding - "Please."

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