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This encounter was not so terrible to recover from, she breathed along with the rhythm that Roman took in breath and she was calmed from the sudden rush of adrenaline as they fought for their lives. Lilith was fine in a few moments, the scratches down her silvery shoulder stung but it was nothing compared to what could have happened. Roman tipped forward and pressed his forehead ot hers and she could feel the tension leave him. He’d been frightened for her. Her cheeks grew rosey as Lil pressed against him in return. He promised her that he was fine, but she wasn’t sure she could believe him.

Lil grinned, but she was still uncertain and worried about the bleeding wounds all over him. Lil couldn’t help herself as he pulled away from her she found a bit of clean cloth to help ease the weeping wounds. She lifted a dainty paw to press against the still bleeding claw marks. "Don’t be sorry,” she insisted, glimpsing from wound to his bright eyes. "You saved me.” She assured him and leaned in to kiss his cheek like he was her hero.

She couldn’t tell if he was just trying to keep his mind off their situation when his attention returned to the dead jaguar. Lil had already put it from her mind, but he had a good point. Since they had a carcass why not make use of it. "We should,” She didn’t have an idea now but it would come to her by the time they got back. Lil could focus on that instead of their failed search for a fallen star. "Are you sure you're fine?" She didn't want to worry about it if he was too injured.


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