Keeper of the Forest

#c;#jewel-of-agrabah #jasmine

“What’s incense?”

landlocked-eric

“Well that makes things interesting.”

#c;#landlocked-eric #eric #bambi meet eric #eric meet bambi

Bambi was just trying to get to the forest to hunker down in his burrow, he’d succeeded only to find that it was filled with icy sheets of water, freezing over his den. So now he was in the town trying to find a new shelter, darting across the street he was unable to stop himself because of the ice and slammed into a building, dazing himself and falling onto his back.

“I’m sorry that happened to you. No one should act so recklessly and monstrously. Are you okay now?”

“My legs healed up and so is my arm, so yes. Thank you.”

mariebonfamile

“Did you just see that?”

#c;#mariebonfamile #marie

“I was too busy hiding behind a cardboard box what was it?”

“What kind of hunter goes around shooting humans?”

“The kind that doesn’t care.”

“Why are you trying to hide?”

“I had a bad experience in the woods, a hunter shot me.”

Astrid sighed at the kicked dragon look in his eyes when he dropped his head. She knew she was a lot snappier lately, and she was more accustomed to people with thicker skin. Everyone in this world seemed to be far too sensitive for her. “It was an accident, right? This is why they invented washing machines. You might want to be a bit more careful though. Not everyone will be as forgiving as I am.”

An accident, she was right. Yes. He nodded, looking up at her with a hopeful look. She understood. She wasn’t going to hurt him. “I am sorry. I was just trying to find a place to hide.”

Slowly shying away Bambi dropped his head, he’d only tried apologizing over the raging music about how he’d tripped over his own two feet and knocked a glass of liquid onto the girl who was talking to him. He’d been distracted by the strobe lights, they’d frightened him and sent him into a panic. He didn’t even know how he’d ended up here, he’d just been looking for shelter that wasn’t in the forest. Ever since his run in with the hunter he’d been too scared to go back.

outlawxrobin

“Bambi? I’m Robin. It’s very nice to meet you.” He kept his voice low and soothing, even as he ripped a strip of cloth off his undershirt. “Can I bandage your ankle, Bambi? It will feel better.”

“Y-Yes.” He nodded, bandaging would stop the blood. He sat there while Robin wrapped his ankle up. “You’re much nicer than the one who did this to me...”

#c;#outlawxrobin #robin

outlawxrobin

Robin waited patiently for the boy to decide, although his eyes went to the wound, inspecting it to see how bad it would be. At the nod though, he inched forward slowly, not wanting to spook him. It was the same way he would deal with a wounded animal, try not to scare it or hurt it more, and he carefully unwound the razor wire, ignoring when it scraped up his own hands. Years with a bow had him callused to any pain in his hands.

When his ankle was free of the wire Bambi pulled his leg in to nurse it with his hands. Just pressing fingers against the wound and whining softly. He wished his mother was here. “B-Bambi, I’m Bambi.”

#c;#outlawxrobin #robin

edmund-the-just

“Would you like me to check your head first or your leg. I’ll leave the arm be for now, unless he hit you full on?” Edmund asked. “You should probably sit, put your injured leg out in front of you, straighten it. Oh and it might feel more comfortable to lean against a tree..” Edmund mumbled a bit at the end. He didn’t want to seem too over imposing, but the man really needed to get off that leg.

#c;#edmund-the-just #edmund

He had no preferences to what part of his body the male checked first, but at the mention of sitting he tensed a bit. He had to stay alert, he couldn’t rest. But he could feel the building pain in his leg and he dropped slowly, carefully. Straightening his leg out in front of him.

outlawxrobin

The way the boy shied away from him, it reminded him far too much of some of the villagers at home, the way they would run away from a kind gesture because there were too many trying to hurt them. And then his eyes dropped, and he saw the sharp wire wrapped around the boy’s ankle. It was too much like one of the Sheriff’s traps, and anger welled up, but he carefully kept the emotions from his face as he crouched, spreading his hands in front of him to try to show he meant no harm. “It’s all right. I just want to help you.” He said softly. “Can I try to get that off your leg?”

Watching the other crouch down and spread out his hands he swallowed, nervousness clouded his features as he stared. At the word help he allowed himself to relax only a fraction, there was still danger. He just nodded, nostrils flaring.

#c;#outlawxrobin #robin

fightingcinderella

“I’ve been here for some time, and I’ve had some help.” She rolled her eyes at that, because Kit hadn’t given her much choice when it came to adapting. He’d pushed and nagged and annoyed until it was easier to just do as he wished. “That’s different.” But the West had tales of the like, she had simply never thought them to be real.

#c;#fightingcinderella #ella

“That’s good.” At her mentioning of it being different he shrugged, “It was my life, it was hard. I lost my mother early on in my life. I was just a child. But the others took care of me. Others like my mother. She was a wood nymph. My father was something different though. A God he told me. I only saw him once.” He looked down, he probably wasn’t making any sense. “Sorry, I probably sound like I’m speaking nonsense.”

edmund-the-just

“He’s sounds pretty cruel, reminds me of someone I’d rather forget honestly.” Like the White Witch. Sure everything had turned out ok in the end but that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen in the first place. “Is it alright if I look at it? Your head and your arm? You might have a concussion. Makes everything in your head seem all messed up and funny. And your leg, I’d like to look at that too if its ok. The barbed wire might have cut into something important and it’s better safe than sorry. Or I could take you to a doctor. They’re probably much better at this than I am.” Though he really didn’t want to move him anywhere, moving that leg, seemed like a horrible idea. Like moving with stomach wound.

#c;#edmund-the-just #edmund

At the young man’s question he gave a nod, it would be nice to have someone look him over, assess his wounds for him. It would be nice if he could also remove the wire from his leg. Then he could go hide somewhere until he felt safe to reenter the forest. Find a new grove somewhere, far from the place he had been hunted. He wouldn’t be ran out of his forest, but he would take precautions.

fightingcinderella

“This world is different. It takes a while to adapt, but even I have the ability to do so.” Obviously he had been in a very different world himself before Fableton. “They wanted your skin?” She asked, glancing him over, wondering why anybody would want his skin.

#c;#fightingcinderella #ella

“Adapting takes time yes, its a great feat and you should be proud that you could accomplish it as such.” He smiled, at the question he just nodded. “My mother passed on a very important gift to me when she moved on, I lived as a deer for a very long time. The hunters wanted my skin as a trophy of sorts. That’s what they called it. It took me a while to understand.”

edmund-the-just

“Mistook you for something then, though that doesn’t really give him an excuse.” Edmund felt kind of sick. After the second war, he had opted to become a vegetarian. He’d had enough of blood for a lifetime. But he was a king so he had to be brave in the face of danger, so he did his duty and enjoyed the company of his friends but in the end, he still had flashbacks sometimes to the war of the White Witch and even watching his brother fight Caspian’s bloodthirsty uncle. It hadn’t been pretty. “Is it just your leg or did he get you somewhere else too?” Edmund asked, still keeping his eyes down, but he did see the man shift. That must hurt, he knew the feeling.