ooc: race thread! grab whoever but Jynn will be the most cooperative. Gossamer is happy to goose Alarr out of that den though if you want him

Álarr glowered at Afi who continued to break out in fits of laughter at his companion being captured. "It's not funny Afi. I did what was sane and logical. I found a border, I went around it." The pallas cat continued to snicker. "That only works if the owner of that border is sane as well and gives a crap in the first place. You could've just as easily been snatched up at Fireside's border. No one owes it to you to be fair now quit squirming." Álarr opened his mouth to shoot a retort at the cat, but his words faltered so instead he positioned himself up against the wall with his butt facing the cat and his horns up against the dirt. He was in terrible pain not only from the wound in his neck but his chest as well and he was just not in the mood to be lectured. Afi was not in the mood to deal with his moping. The cat climbed up on the wolf's back and began to tend to the wound in his neck.

Al

Come down, come down sweet reverence

Jynn came to with a start and groaned loudly. "Fuck… don't… eat the… mushrooms." She rolled over onto her stomach and noticed the fluffy white thing with horns nearby and it all came rushing back. Ooops. Well, it was bound to happen eventually. Not everyone was nice, she'd learned that the hard way. With another groan she sat up, her head scrapping the top of the hole they were in as she popped her back. "Well, could be worse. We'll just have to get better and fight 'em again… and again…. and again…. and probably again." She shot a grin at Álarr but he didn't turn around to look at her. She shrugged and popped her head out of the den. "Hellooooo, I'm conscious now!"