Large ears swiveled and twitched as the lupyre made her way through the undergrowth of a jungle terra. Sunlight filtered in between the leaves and branches of the trees that towered above her giving her surroundings an other worldly feel. She was careful and slow in her movements, already having gotten snagged by some thorns, the back of her shirt slightly torn.
Star paused to survey her surroundings only to have her ears twitch forward as the sound of blasters echoed overhead. Her head shot up to look at the sky between the branches only to see Cyclonian skimmers engaging someone in a dog fight. Lips curled into a snarl, ears pinned back against her head before she backed out of view up against a tree.
Star reached down to adjust the belts on her leg brace when there was a rather high pitched scream that caught her attention. She froze right then and there, trying to figure out which direction the sound was coming from. Ahead of her perhaps? No… Up.
The lupyre looked up and to see a trail of smoke in the sky above and she groaned, last thing she needed were Cyclonians landing here. Star reached for the knuckle busters she had attached to her belt and tugged them over her hands as she listened to the amount of racket in the distance. Someone seemed to be thrashing around somewhere ahead of her in the jungle.
She started to quickly weave through the trees and vines, making her way towards the sounds. Oh, the screaming had started up again, lovely. That just made the person easier to find, so she wasn’t necessarily complaining. Slowing her pace as the screaming became louder, she started to move as if she were hunting whom ever it was.
Star overheard a voice, male, which she wouldn’t have assumed by all the yelling she just heard. She peered around a tree to observe the owner, head tilting to the side, scrawny thing. Didn’t look like a Talon… she shifted her weight to her left leg, a loud snap sounding off. Star nearly jumped out of her skin, so much for being stealthy.
She waited a moment when she was called out to, flexing her fingers before making her way into the open, raising her hands slowly.
“Alright kiddo, let’s put the weapon down, okay? I’m not going to hurt you.”
⪡ ⛅ ⪢ Instantly, he lowered his aim. Clearly not Cyclonian, and therefore clearly not an enemy. He cocked one eyebrow, tilting his head slightly to the side, then glanced the environment to see if anyone else was around. Concluding they were alone, he lowered his arms completely but not quite putting away the crossbow.
“A Blizzardian? What’re you doin’ all the way out here? Shouldn’t you be in... Ya know? Snowy places?”
Something exploded up in the sky above them and metal pieces fell like rain into the damp forestry. One bounced off Finn’s head and he winced a bit, rubbing the spot where he had been struck. The metallic rain ceased and Finn turned back at her again.
“So, you aren’t, like, sided with the Cyclonians or anything, are you?”
⪡ ⛅ ⪢ It would suck if that were the case; he wasn’t exactly a close-quarters kinda guy...
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