Lost with no where to go
It all happened so fast. One minute it was just her and the dark male, the next there were two guys fighting over herbs right in front of her. Or...whatever they were fighting for. She didn't really know. But either way, the younger male didn't look to be appreciating the older man's attitude. Even though fights were never good news, she couldn't help but think that the older man had gotten himself into this by being so rude. Couldn't he have been a little nicer? She learned to roll with it, but that other multicolored boy...not so much.
Please don't fight...! She thought, becoming uncomfortable where she sat. The boy winked at her, as if trying to impress her, but she couldn't stress enough how much she disliked fighting. Of course she admired his looks and his courage but...this was just ridiculous. When they lowered into defensive stances, Arivae gave up. She frowned and scrambled back a few several feet to give them space, lowering down onto the dusty path and watching them grimly. Was this really necessary?
Before she could get comfortable the younger boy was already flinging himself toward the dark man. In the bundle of multicolored fur that belonged to them both, she couldn't make out where they were being hit and how effective it was. So she stopped trying. With a semi-relaxed huff, she lowered her head and watched the two males fight it over, trying to erase the negative thoughts that filed into her mind.