Nagaram

[Cifero Windtail]

The Hunter shrugged. "I do not know, miss." He seemed to be healing as he awaited his death. "Please...reunite me with my wife."

Viola, taking a deep breath, bowed. "Go to her... and rest in peace," she said. "Do you have a name?" She planned to quickly slash the hunter's head off and jump away, just in case it was a trick.

[Rayleonarde]

"Camroon, son of Corr." Camroon hung his head, and waited.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Camroon, son of Corr." Camroon hung his head, and waited.

Viola stood once more, then brandished her short sword. "...Requiesiat en pace, Camroon.... and sleep well." With that, she swiftly decapitated him and jumped back, as long as nothing else happened.

[Rayleonarde]

Camroon's head rolled a few feet away from his body, and the world seemed to dissipate into a white fog.

[Cifero Windtail]

Camroon's head rolled a few feet away from his body, and the world seemed to dissipate into a white fog.

Viola looked around, sword still brandished. "...Hello?" she murmured, wondering where she was supposed to go now.

[Rayleonarde]

The world was still nothing but white mist. A path, however, seemed to be in the mist.


Ray continued on, he hoped that Viola would awaken soon.

[Cifero Windtail]

Having nothing else do do, Viola carefully began to traverse the path, hardly noticing her wounds anymore.




Other than the ankle, there appeared to be a minor cut on Viola's stomach that stretched from her belly button to near her waistband. However, this one was clearly self-inflicted, since she had to have been in a hurry.

[Tina]

Zaida rode through town. She felt the eyes of anthros stare however tried her best to ignore their rudeness.
"I brought back some food" Devin called out to whoever could hear him. He sat the steamed bag down, opening it to reveal some bread, ham, and asparagus.

Pettle smells the ham in particular and gets a hungry look on her face.
"...I forgot that I haven't had any meat today..." She says a squirrel get to close to her, which she grabs with a tendril and stuffs it in her flower. The acidic juices inside her flower broke down and effectively ate the squirrel in seconds, not even letting it squeak for help.
"Check that statement...but I would love some ham."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray continued on, passing through a beautiful hillock, the sun shined brightly down. But the raccoon was upset., glancing down at Viola every few moments. "Oh...Miss Viola...I'm sorry."


The path seemed to go on for eternity, and every step seemed to take a lifetime.

[Cifero Windtail]

Viola sighed and crossed her arms. "Here for a week, huh?" she murmured, sighing. "Dang."




Zanthe watched Pettle with nonchalant curiousity. "...Nice catch," she murmured, approaching the river. "... Perhaps we should eat before we wash the clothes?"

[Tina]

Pettle nodded and carried the clothes basket she had back to the house.
"...By the way...I have been thinking and I was wondering if you would let me stay with you. I promise I won't be a burden."

[Cifero Windtail]

Pettle nodded and carried the clothes basket she had back to the house.
"...By the way...I have been thinking and I was wondering if you would let me stay with you. I promise I won't be a burden."

Zanthe shrugged. "I have no problems with that," she said. "You'd certainly be safe here."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray stopped outside a small copse of woodland, and set up camp. He laid Viola down somewhat close to the fire, to keep her warm, and built a small shelter around her. "I hope you wake up soon..." Ray sighed, hung his head, and took a seat beside the shelter.

[Cifero Windtail]

Having nothing else to do, Viola decided to quickly tend to the few wounds she had.... even if it was just in dream form.

[Farewell]

Devin had already finished his portion of the food. He seemed to have a big appetite tonight, he was tempted to eat Pettle's and Zanthe's portion as well. Devin's nose sniffed the air uncomfortably, before he wiped the forming drool from his mouth. "...I hate full moons." He grumbled before getting up and leaving the table to avoid hogging their meals. To keep himself occupied, he sat on the rug in the living room and decided to clean off his armor with a deer skin rag.