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Location: Illusions Oasis
Somehow she managed to get up, not for her but for her daughter. It hadn't been long so the little amount of weight she lost wasn't too noticeable but she sure did look like crap. Her thin and feminine frame usually beautiful but now her fur was a little rough and she was weak and looked tired. Why did this have to happen to her?  What had she done wrong?

She sat down in the sandy and in some places grassy bank around the small oasis. Looking down at her reflection and not seeing anything worth while. Her tears had been long dried up and maybe she were even growing numb. Deep in her mind she knew she would get over this but the depression was hiding it. One day she would. One day she could pick herself back up again and care for her daughter.

Speech

Torin's mouth watered as he did his best not to bite down too hard on the rabbit carcass in his mouth. He had caught it with the intention of sharing it with Jendayi, the hopes of having a nice picnic with her had made his chest feel tight. He hadn't been having much luck finding her though, her scents were all stale and he couldn't seem to pick up her trail. That made his chest feel even tighter, and heavy. He knew he shouldn't have expected too much out of her, she clearly hadn't been eager to be locked down any place for too long... still he had hoped she might at least let him know if she was going anywhere...

He sighed behind his catch, his mind wandering as he plodded along. Jewell was growing bigger and bigger each day and Torin had more than once found himself convinced there was no way she could grow any bigger without bursting, only to find she had done just that. His anxiety of his imminent nieces and nephews had certainly been one of the reasons he'd had hoped to have a nice relaxing moment with the yellow eyed girl...

It was a different girl that caught his attention, one he had been fortunate enough to not think of in some time. Torin stopped short, his eyes wide. He stood behind her failing form, unsure if she was even aware of him. He wanted to gently bundle up her weak form and help her, he wanted to ignore her and pretend he had never seen her. He settled on a median. Slowly, the man trudged up beside her, gently laying his catch beside her and settling upon his haunches silently.

"You can have it." Were the only words he muttered, his voice hard and his face a mask. He turned to look away from her, if he looked too long he'd forget all the turmoil their encounter had caused him. He'd just see her frail form, those brilliant blues that had drawn him in that fateful day and he'd be a lost cause. He mentally doubled down on the pain the knowledge that she had toyed with him caused, even as he felt his stomach twist and sink from that his chest fluttered and he couldn't help a single, softer glance back in her direction.

Torin you are an idiot!

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OOC: I know this is a super long overdue post so if you want from this post out you can set along any time frame you want XD We just need to have this thread cuz it will be awesome

She wouldn't even budge to the movement of the male, yet alone his voice. She would just stare down at the water for some long, awkward moments before taking her thin paw and pushing the hare weakly away towards him. She didn't want to speak, not because of who he was, but because of her own inside turmoil. She hadn't forgotten the male, but a lot had happened since their first and last encounter.

She was a mother, and something close to a mate, at least what she thought in her head. And she was now nothing. A dramatic change in personality even though when they met before, she was just as depressed or even just confused with what was happening to her. She was falling in love and didn't know how to feel or react. She had never felt so close to anyone, not even her mentor, like she did with Ty. And now he was gone, and stole her son along with him.

Whether he would say anything else, but knowing him he probably wouldn't, she would finally turn her head slowly towards him, a layer of glass over her eyes that she just could not stop from falling for hours, and he could probably just feel the pain she was in by looking at her. He had know idea what she had gone through, and yet it was sure anyone could feel her by looking into her gentle blues. Would he even do anything? Or would he just walk away?