When Rivers Runs Red

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh jumped slightly; but relaxed when he saw it was Sorain. "Oh, err, hey." he said quickly. Olhal looked darkly at the pair, disapproving of the fact she'd just decided to jump in; and shifted away, his boots on the edge of the river. Bored, he began 'juggling' a few fireballs... not in the intentions to impress anybody, but just to entertain himself, and whoever cared to watch.

[Dr. Strange]

She looked at him and morphed quickly into a human. She laid a hand on his shoulder and caught one of the fireballs. "You seem troubled. What's wrong?" She threw it up and caught it again, ignoring the burning sensation in her hand.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Olhal snatched the fireball back before she could. "Eh, nothings wrong. Just... a... bad feeling, yeah. Like something wrong is going to happen." He began juggling again, but couldn't focus and missed; forcing the fireballs to disappear before they hit the ground. Sighing, he lay down on the grass, staring a the dullened sky. He knew something bad was going to happen, so he wasn't entirely lieing; but, he had a reason to believe something bad was going to happen.

[Dr. Strange]

She sighed and returned to her jaguar form. 'I wish people would explain why humans have to be so difficult..' She started to hum Behind These Hazel Eyes by Kelly Clarkson and snuggled into a ball away from everyone, nt wanting to hurt any of them or irritate them; which, by the way, seemed to be something she was extremely good at...

She watched the sky with darkened, hooded sea-green eyes that kept changing colors for her conflicting moods. The battles inside were reflecting on her face as she faought to keep it blak and full of fake content.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Olhal didn't seem to notice; he started to shuffle back to Fyroh to resume their conversation, but Fyroh shook his head and walked over to see if Sorain was alright; to Olhals disgust. Scowling, Olhal shot fireballs into the lake; just to see how many bubbles would rise and such; soon he had a small sauna going on.

Fyroh sat beside her. "Listen... are you feeling okay?" he asked in a soft voice; which he reserved for times like these.

[Dr. Strange]

She nodded, finally controlling her features and threw Olhal's back a dirty glare. "Yes. I'm fine. Thanks for your concern. I appriciate it." She got up and walked past Olhal into the forest with a clawed hand in her chest, squeezing the life out of her,constricting her heart and lungs so she could barely breathe. The sobs she had been holding back slipped out in chokes.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Olhal had paid no attention to any of that; but Fyroh had, and followed her into the forest; making sure to push Olhal into the river as he passed. As he caught up with her, he hesitated. "Sorain... you're not okay, are you?"

Olhal REALLY wasn't happy about being pushed in the lake. Seething, smoke literally came out of him as he climbed out, a little further downstream. He muttered something under his breath, and walked back; quickly glancing at Rosuto before sitting by the riverside... somehow, he didn't trust Rosuto, unlike most furres... then again, he usually had to be accompanied by Fyroh before any furries would accept him, for most furries seemed to take an instant dislike to humans because of what the majority of them do.

[Renaud Magicpaw]

Rosuto lay silently listening to the things happening.  Although Sorain had taken great care not to wake him when you shared a room with as many as he has you notice these things easily.  Hearing a splash he sits up against the tree and opens his left eye and notices a dirty look from Olhal.  He dosn't trust me.

[Dr. Strange]

'Jeez..I am so stupid. They are better off without me and I know it.' She thought, frustration taking the place of her sadness.

[Renaud Magicpaw]

Come on make a move Olhal I dare ya to. Thinks Rosuto then he sudenly hears sobbing I wonder who that is.

[Dr. Strange]

She slinks bak, face cleared and refreshed. "Hey." She purred, rubbing against Suto.

[Renaud Magicpaw]

Hey. now wispering Do you know why that Olhal guy dosn't trust me?  I could understand if I was a feral but I am a healer and yet he still dosn't trust me.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

((Dude, you made a mistake... Fyroh took off after Sorain, and Olhal was the one who didn't trust Rosuto... and he didn't throw a dirty look; he only glanced over before turning away. Sorry about the confusion, though you were right about him not trusting Rosuto.))

Olhal decided the best thing to do was to clear off; away from the area before he ended up hurting someone... or getting hurt. Though he felt no immediate risk from the furries around him, from Fyroh and his discussion, he knew something bad was happening... and, from the sheer scale of it, he'd never be able to escape it. With a slight tension upon his face, he rose; and called out, "Arty?" That was his nickname for Artemisia; he wanted to at least tell her where he was going.

[Renaud Magicpaw]

Who? replies Rosuto while still keeping a catious eye on Olhal.  Then looking over at Sorain he notices the darkened fur on her face She must have been the one crying.  I wonder whats wrong. Now wispering to Sorain once more he asks Sorain what is wrong?


(ooc and sorry bout the Olhal-Fyroh mix up)

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

"Arty... Artemisia, Artemas, whatever." Olhal replied. He decided it would be simply rude to tell Rosuto it was none of his business, so left it at that. "Arty?" he called again.