You Are In Charge of Your Own Destiny...[Starting &Accepting

[stormy tom]

Kenton -- panther -- Arthes

Kenton knew something was going on between the bears, but he didn't know what. He pieced together what he could. His arms were shaking too badly to lift him off the ground, so he just lay there in a soggy, sprawled out heap, wincing and panting raggedly.
Not a bad place for a sleep....
He closed his eyes, sinking into his little puddle of wet grass and the blood that trickled a little. The cub would live, so he was glad about that. Arthes could figure something out....He let out a sigh and relaxed, muscles spasming now and then, awkwardly shaking. He was cold to the touch.
Ah, how exhilarating. I think I'll just fall asleep here... the blonde had to admit he was pretty tired.

[huddson]

Arthes Grizzly Bear☀Rogue☀Female☀With Kenton

Arthes nosed the cub out of the bush towards her brother, and walked over to Kenton, growling. Well, what are we going to do now? You can't take a bear cub home and I have no room, her eyes seemed to say as she leaned over. Taking a few steps back, she shifted into human form, with a hand on her hip. She turned to the cubs, who were fightened now. Arthes growled the name of the female under her breath, as she was fluent in it, even in human form. The female smiled and walked over to Arthes, who crouched and extended a hand. "Sup", she smiled. The cub made a noise that didn't really mean anything, and her brother walked over. Arthes shifted again. "What's your name?", she asked the male. "Karlos", he said quietly, and Arthes nodded. "See that pink thing with only two legs? He's Kenton, and he won't understand you. Don't hurt him, he's my friend" The cubs nodded, and Arthes shifted again, walking over to Kenton. "Didn't you just sleep?", she asked him.

[stormy tom]

Kenton -- panther -- Arthes

Kenton rolled over and rubbed his eyes. "Hey, do you know what I've been doing for the past ten minutes? Fighting currents and fighting bears. Now I'm fighting hypothermia, so if you wouldn't mind I'd love a hand. My jacket is on the other side of the river and my shirt is back there." He pointed a shaking finger. Or he supposed he could shift, but that would scare the bear. "Don't want to frighten Cuddles here." No point in saving a life when that life might just turn around and claw him further.

[huddson]

Arthes Grizzly Bear☀Rogue☀Female☀With Kenton

Arthes sighed and crossed her arms. "There are two bears, Talia and Karlos. They won't hurt you, and I'm pretty sure they've seen a panther before. Sheesh", she added, rolling her eyes and grabbing his shirt. "Take your shirt", she said as she flung it at him. Using some small, slippery stepping stones, she grabbed his jacket. "It's a little wet now from the splashing. I could dry it off for you", she offered, picking it up and scanning it with her eyes. "Where's your journal? I saw you had one earlier. Is it possibly in a pocket?" She started scanning the pockets for a heavy shape, then looked back at Kenton. She slung the jacket over her shoulder and took in a breath at the edge of the river. She carefully crossed again, meeting Kenton on the other side and flipping her red hair.

[stormy tom]

Kenton -- panther -- Arthes

"Apparently you don't know anything about ecology. Bears and panthers don't live in the same ecosystem. Besides, cubs this young wouldn't exactly welcome a large predator." Kenton sat up and quickly wrapped his arms around his stomach to cover the scar. He turned his back and started wringing out his shirt. "And don't root through other people's things."
Hmm, she's more worried about some bear than she is about a human being, Kenton tucked his damp shirt against his stomach. He licked his thumb and rubbed it down his arm, cleaning off the drying blood. Whatever. I don't care. He put his shirt on, his jacket over top and stood up. That was quite enough excitement for one day. If Arthes was more concerned in some bears, that was up to her.
He turned and started to walk past her to the river crossing. His long legs could handle such gaps in the rocks, and he trusted his balance enough now to get across no wetter than he was now.

[stormy tom]

(Lillian has left Loki. Forget about the fight with the Flares. I don't think Nightra is coming back.)

Lillian -- white horse -- alone

Lillian wandered the forest, alone, bored. She snorted at a rabbit, and it ran away. Although she enjoyed hunting, despite having a herbivore for a spirit animal, Lillian wasn't in the mood. Besides, she preferred something bigger. Rabbits and small things were easy, and not very glorious as catches went. If she was going to hunt something, it would have to satisfy her boredom.
Like a bear. Bear didn't taste too bad. She'd never kill a wolf for food, but if it attacked her she'd sure as heck fight it. Moose were huge. Elk were, too. Deer...a bit on the small side for her, but sometimes they were enough to keep her busy.
Today, she was certainly in bear-mood. Who-knew, maybe she would encounter a human being with enough skill and sense to be worth fighting.
She'd always wanted to fight Kenton....she could tell by the way he moved that he had skill and spatial awareness that exceeded that of a normal person. He was a feline, after all, but his told her....well, they told her was always watching. Not just watching, absorbing.
Absorbing everything.
She wanted to fight him badly, but he probably would care, which made her want to fight him more.
But he was almost impossible to find. Lillian shoved her hands in her pockets and kept walking. Perhaps today she would be lucky enough to stumble upon entertainment.

[Agente Tigris]

\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
Name: Angelia May Rossi
Spirit: Tigress
Tags: Lillian
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May had just returned from dropping her food off to her very excited parent, and now stood in the shadows that came off of the large slate mountain wall. She let her eyes drift upward, looking to the clear sky. The sun was now on it's way to setting, but she knew from past experience and timing that they had at least two to three hours left of light. Sighing quietly, she leaned up against the wall, lifting her hand towards her face, eyeing the dried blood from the moose that she had killed alongside of Kenton. She snorted loudly thinking of the thought, and put her hand back in her pocket, staring at the forest as though willing it to give her something else to do. Sighing again, she pushed herself off of the large slate wall, and began a slow walk towards the forest. She eyed the river that stood between her and the forest, and, knowing it was too far for her to jump as a human, took a few steps back, shifting into her large tiger form. True, she did love water, but at the moment was not too happy at the ideal of becoming soaked. She quickly lunged into a jump, sprinting towards the river and quickly snapping her forelegs beneath her, soaring well above the needed height for the jump. She landed without sound, and then took to a smooth trot into the forest, her nose instantly picking up on many scents at once. One that peaked her interest was one of a horse...a Horse? That made her brow furrow, and she quickly picked up a canter, tracking it a good distance until she spotted a human off in the distance. 'Erm..' she thought, trying to place her name. A name then popped into her mind, and from where she was unsure. Lillian. That sounded right. She stalked a few yards, before keeping behind a bush, wondering if the female would pick up her scent, and if so if she was in a mood for conversing or not.

[stormy tom]

Lillian -- white horse -- Angelia

Lillian had strikingly good senses. Horses, although not as keen as cats, could sense the presence of other creatures. She turned her head slowly. She was almost disappointed it wasn't Kenton, because she would be more than happy to fight him.
She sifted through names, but couldn't choose one for certain as she peered through the bushes. "I'm not going to stab you or anything, contrary to what some people might think. I might be a lunatic, but I'm not insane." She stood to her full height, which wasn't impressive, but could somehow make herself look bigger than she actually was. He long blonde hair rippled a bit, shining gold in the sunlight. She might be quick to throw punches, but she did like the idea of actually talking to somebody instead of wandering the forest aimlessly.

[Agente Tigris]

\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
Name: Angelia May Rossi
Spirit: Tigress
Tags: Lillian
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May's ears flickered hearing a noise of a shift, and let her eyes wander up towards the human, feeling her eyes upon herself. She blinked her green eyes, and flicked her long, muscular tail, wondering if she should take the fight or speak response. After a moment of pondering, she snorted softly, and leapt over the brush, stretching her long limbs, and rolling her shoulders before peering up. Her statement she had said prior she had found slightly amusing, as well as the way that she tried to make herself look bigger; stronger. "No reason to act like prey; I've already had my kill," she said with a small smirk, eyes gleaming. Snorting again, she stretched to her hind legs, and shifted. She eyed the other's expression, and could quickly tell she was unsure of her own name. "Angelia May Rossi. Most call me May," she said with a small, sharp nod, flicking her ears to a noise off in the forest behind, but dismissed it as a twig falling from a tree. Then added, "Don't worry; I won't stab you either. I don't injure unless I plan for the kill," she said with a wink, blowing a wisp of her black hair from her eye.

[stormy tom]

Lillian -- white horse -- May

Amusing how this woman instantly got the wrong idea. Lillian snorted. Her animal might not seem like much, but people always underestimated it, which made it all the more satisfying when she proved them wrong. Of course, her human form was a bit more intimidating because she could make those devilish expressions that hinted a subdued demon inside a pretty blonde body.
A tiger? A horse could fight a tiger. Lillian would gladly fight a tiger. So much more interesting than a bear.
But, she was getting off on the wrong foot with this woman. Lillian needed to relax. Yes, she was capable of being clear-headed, sometimes. Making friends was not her strong suit, unsurprisingly.
Lillian had nothing to prove to May, and besides, May was misinterpreting data. Smirking in her usual fashion she stood stock still and tapped her fingers on her thigh. "Bored?" She asked. "That would make two of us, if you were, but no assumptions will be made, I hope. You haven't happen to have seen a big blonde guy, would you? I'm itching to spar with him." A little shiver went down her spine. Lillian wasn't deceived by Kenton's quietness, and she had certainly picked out just how tall he was in her endeavours to find a suitable fighting partner.

Kenton -- panther -- alone

Kenton wandered the forest a little less quietly than usual. He was just starting to feel the warmth return to stiff legs as his muscles unclenched and the blood started to circulate properly. Damn bears. That stupid bear cub, thrashing about, not watching where its claws were going. Mum wasn't going to be happy.
But, he didn't have to tell her. He could just keep his jacket on all night and hope the cut didn't bleed through. He was confident that it wouldn't, since it wasn't very big. It stung a little, now that feeling was coming back. He knew from personal experience just how far blood went.
A little ways ahead, Kenton spotted two people. Oh no, it wasn't her.....
Unmistakeable, with her long blonde hair and radiating attitude problem, Lillian stood facing another person he knew. Angelia, or May. May was shorted, and thus saved breath, so Kenton went with that. His thick hair hung limply in his face still dripping. He fixed a scowl on an already displeased face.