if a tree falls | char's stuck in a tree

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I'll come back when you call me

The buzzing of Astiar's wings often snatched Aine's attention with ease.  The petite vixen blinked and began to follow the sound, ears flattening at the sound of raised voices.  Yelling always made her uneasy.  With a frown, she craned her neck up to assess the situation.

"Oh." Astiar was just close enough.  Bumblebee was a genius. "Jum. Jump on his head, Charlot!" She offered up shyly, shifting her paws beneath her.  She didn't have any herbs on her if someone did get hurt... Maybe she ought to find her father... Astiar wasn't far though, she was sure the fox could easily reach him safely... Right?

— aine | the pitt | commodore of the crows | fae druid —