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So it was sickness. The dealer flicked her ear and sat back as the friends spoke, wondering if her cousin was among the ill. That wasn't the best news, but Keona knew things could always be worse. And Goldie was quick to offer medical assistance. So it would be fine in the end, she was sure.
Until it wasn't. The tiny dealer had sharp ears, barely perking before she's pushed away. Out of the line of fire. She blinks, mind racing fast. Considering the variables. They always underestimated her. Keona was not some simple and easy target.
Her small body moves as Goldie shouts, rolling to the side without an second of hesitation. As she's rising to her paws, she attempts to slam [member=16788]SEVCON VERBAN[/member] backwards with a harsh gust of wind. There is nothing but ice cold determination in her pale hues; not bothering for a response.
An ambush. On Tanglewood territory... Meant she wasn't keen on relying on any Tanglewood help. Still. She snaps, voice icy, at Sophiea. "Help her!"
Because she's not a fool. She's not reckless. She knows she's outmatched. Outsized. But she could outmaneuver them. Which meant she had to go. Keona growls quietly, furious. Frustrated. But she knows.
So, she reaches out, mentally. To Goldie. To her captain. Her friend. I'm getting backup, keep fighting.
She darts, slipping into the undergrowth back the direction they had came. A spotted blur.
[/td][/tr][/table]Until it wasn't. The tiny dealer had sharp ears, barely perking before she's pushed away. Out of the line of fire. She blinks, mind racing fast. Considering the variables. They always underestimated her. Keona was not some simple and easy target.
Her small body moves as Goldie shouts, rolling to the side without an second of hesitation. As she's rising to her paws, she attempts to slam [member=16788]SEVCON VERBAN[/member] backwards with a harsh gust of wind. There is nothing but ice cold determination in her pale hues; not bothering for a response.
An ambush. On Tanglewood territory... Meant she wasn't keen on relying on any Tanglewood help. Still. She snaps, voice icy, at Sophiea. "Help her!"
Because she's not a fool. She's not reckless. She knows she's outmatched. Outsized. But she could outmaneuver them. Which meant she had to go. Keona growls quietly, furious. Frustrated. But she knows.
So, she reaches out, mentally. To Goldie. To her captain. Her friend. I'm getting backup, keep fighting.
She darts, slipping into the undergrowth back the direction they had came. A spotted blur.
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