Tranquil as a forest, but on fire within

She'd been peacefully napping with the sound of Akrasia and Lys near. She didn't leave them unsupervised ever though, no her chickadee which she had named Hero had been watching them. She was sure someone would of thought it a stupid name. He hadn't saved anyone but she did adore the small bird. Like her it had lost it's way and had found a kinship in her. She wasn't sure though that someone wouldn't try to eat it still though. Though she suspected if someone tried, Ganymede might bite them. He seemed weirdly protective over her, not that she minded.

It was the touch of someone's paw to her hip that had her startling awake, leaping up and turning to face them with wide eye and tail tucked. Shit had she upset her master? Though the face she was met with she found more scary. She still couldn't remember them all and he had outright attacked thm on day one. Her ears pinned and she flinched as he started moving, exposing her throat. "Get your kids and lets go. Atreyu is holding a meeting." The words making her lean away and look down. Though thankfully he didn't linger after the order.

She took the moment to sit on her haunches after his sound was gone, shaking and trying not to cry at the indifferent attitude the man had. He reminded her of the way the slavers spoke to her. Do this.. Do that... Your good for nothing except the kings pet.... Your lucky I cant touch you.... She remembered them all. She took as many deep breaths as she could before she looked up for Ultyr and Ganymede. Then to where her children were playing. She needed to follow his orders before she made him mad.

She stood again and moved, nudging first Lysanis and then Akrasia to get them moving in the right direction. Both were too big for her to carry now. She moved and escorted both her children to the clearing the darker man had moved to, sitting as far from everyone as she could. She definitely didn't belong here... Slaves didn't get to help decide things. She just hoped Ganymede and Ultyr were close behind her. She made to pull her kids close to her and she kept her eye down on the ground in front of them all. Her ears pinned at the sound of the song being hummed. She'd come to despise music, but the tones were familiar. Her eye moved to the side looking for the culprit, landing on a red pelted male. She'd have to ask Ganymede later in her book about him and why his vocals sounded familiar. She'd already made it clear as she could that she didn't remember any of them but she knew the scent of Atreyu and something about that voice was familiar.


"Hear"