Tawny and Honey

Perhaps shelter wouldst doeth thou some good.

[HONEY blinks, looks back at the cabin, then back at PUCK. if it werent raining, itd almost seem like she was crying.]

[..this is probably the saddest— or, angriest— perhaps its both?— shes ever looked. or even the most emotion shes ever managed to express on her face.]

[..she doesnt know what she did wrong. what she had done to warrant TAWNY to—]

[she just nods.]

Wouldst thou liketh to stay in this world for the shelter? I cannot promise finding some if that is the case.

[HONEY scratches at her stitches. it looks like she needs a moment to decide.]

[she looks down at the ground. theres still some of..well, what we will assume to be here blood staining the ground, though it mostly seems washed away by the rain.]

[they wont come back, will they? something bad happened to paw, and tawny hates her, and riley...]

[...]

[HONEY tugs at PUCK's sleeve.]

We can go to my home, if you wouldst liketh that.

My true home, that is.

[...]

[TAWNY had told her to go away.]

[nobody would surely notice if..for a little while..]

[HONEY tugs on PUCK's sleeve again. it seems like she agrees.]

[its hard to tell if she knows whether or not what exactly shes getting into. its hard to tell if she has the intelligence of an animal or a human at times, too. lately, that line has been far too blurry to even decide which mannerisms are more human than animal, or more animal than human. its hard to tell if shes meant to act like.. this or not. to comprehend.]

[who knows, when it comes to honey.]

[puck doesn't mind. this is just its friend honey.]

Then we shall away!

[puck whisks her away, and in an instant the two of them are.. somewhere else. things are difficult to make out, and even harder to describe here. puck very quickly summons a comprehendible room around the two of them. it's a comfortable room, though puck doesn't know what honey would particularly want in here, so that's about all that can be said about it.]

[HONEYS eyes are wide, but..well, this is better than the rain, is it not? better than there? this is what you wanted.]

[once HONEY gets a look around, she starts trying to tear the deer skin off of her body. she'll probably need to be cleaned off, given new clothes...]

[this is comfortable. shes more relaxed.]

Wouldst you liketh privacye? I have ensured there are facilities for you to clean and changeth clothing. Ah, I have forgotten the clothing itself-!

Hm.. I am.. not sure what would be suitable...

[they turn around to summon a book with information about caring for humans, humanoids and creatures with similar needs, so they can figure out what clothing is needed.]

[HONEY doesnt seem to care, continuing to peel off the deer skin that was sewn to her body, the threads snapping as she pulls.]

[at the mention of privacy, she looks in the direction of a previously mentioned facility.]

[..it doesnt seem like shes actually wearing anything besides what was sewn onto her(not that it would matter much, given her lack of anything to indicate any sort of gender), so she heads there. probably best she clean off anyways.]

[given the teeth, she'll need a diet of raw meat.]

[it is totally not panicking about the fact it can't give her food because of the rules about fae food]

[uh ohhhj. gonna have to. let her loose every once in a while. set her loose in.the.forest and let her hunt a bear or.some shit. PUCK did not think.of the food situation did it]

Hmph. A mighty shame.

@puck-cipher

[HONEY turns to look at PUCK. shes wet— most definitely from the rain.]

[it looks like someone tried to sew deer skin to her body. poor job— looks like a child did it.]

[...]

Perhaps shelter wouldst doeth thou some good.

[HONEY blinks, looks back at the cabin, then back at PUCK. if it werent raining, itd almost seem like she was crying.]

[..this is probably the saddest— or, angriest— perhaps its both?— shes ever looked. or even the most emotion shes ever managed to express on her face.]

[..she doesnt know what she did wrong. what she had done to warrant TAWNY to—]

[she just nods.]

Wouldst thou liketh to stay in this world for the shelter? I cannot promise finding some if that is the case.

[HONEY scratches at her stitches. it looks like she needs a moment to decide.]

[she looks down at the ground. theres still some of..well, what we will assume to be here blood staining the ground, though it mostly seems washed away by the rain.]

[they wont come back, will they? something bad happened to paw, and tawny hates her, and riley...]

[...]

[HONEY tugs at PUCK's sleeve.]

We can go to my home, if you wouldst liketh that.

My true home, that is.

[...]

[TAWNY had told her to go away.]

[nobody would surely notice if..for a little while..]

[HONEY tugs on PUCK's sleeve again. it seems like she agrees.]

[its hard to tell if she knows whether or not what exactly shes getting into. its hard to tell if she has the intelligence of an animal or a human at times, too. lately, that line has been far too blurry to even decide which mannerisms are more human than animal, or more animal than human. its hard to tell if shes meant to act like.. this or not. to comprehend.]

[who knows, when it comes to honey.]

[puck doesn't mind. this is just its friend honey.]

Then we shall away!

[puck whisks her away, and in an instant the two of them are.. somewhere else. things are difficult to make out, and even harder to describe here. puck very quickly summons a comprehendible room around the two of them. it's a comfortable room, though puck doesn't know what honey would particularly want in here, so that's about all that can be said about it.]

[HONEYS eyes are wide, but..well, this is better than the rain, is it not? better than there? this is what you wanted.]

[once HONEY gets a look around, she starts trying to tear the deer skin off of her body. she'll probably need to be cleaned off, given new clothes...]

[this is comfortable. shes more relaxed.]

Wouldst you liketh privacye? I have ensured there are facilities for you to clean and changeth clothing. Ah, I have forgotten the clothing itself-!

Hm.. I am.. not sure what would be suitable...

[they turn around to summon a book with information about caring for humans, humanoids and creatures with similar needs, so they can figure out what clothing is needed.]

[HONEY doesnt seem to care, continuing to peel off the deer skin that was sewn to her body, the threads snapping as she pulls.]

[at the mention of privacy, she looks in the direction of a previously mentioned facility.]

[..it doesnt seem like shes actually wearing anything besides what was sewn onto her(not that it would matter much, given her lack of anything to indicate any sort of gender), so she heads there. probably best she clean off anyways.]

[given the teeth, she'll need a diet of raw meat.]

Hmph. A mighty shame.

@puck-cipher

[HONEY turns to look at PUCK. shes wet— most definitely from the rain.]

[it looks like someone tried to sew deer skin to her body. poor job— looks like a child did it.]

[...]

Perhaps shelter wouldst doeth thou some good.

[HONEY blinks, looks back at the cabin, then back at PUCK. if it werent raining, itd almost seem like she was crying.]

[..this is probably the saddest— or, angriest— perhaps its both?— shes ever looked. or even the most emotion shes ever managed to express on her face.]

[..she doesnt know what she did wrong. what she had done to warrant TAWNY to—]

[she just nods.]

Wouldst thou liketh to stay in this world for the shelter? I cannot promise finding some if that is the case.

[HONEY scratches at her stitches. it looks like she needs a moment to decide.]

[she looks down at the ground. theres still some of..well, what we will assume to be here blood staining the ground, though it mostly seems washed away by the rain.]

[they wont come back, will they? something bad happened to paw, and tawny hates her, and riley...]

[...]

[HONEY tugs at PUCK's sleeve.]

We can go to my home, if you wouldst liketh that.

My true home, that is.

[...]

[TAWNY had told her to go away.]

[nobody would surely notice if..for a little while..]

[HONEY tugs on PUCK's sleeve again. it seems like she agrees.]

[its hard to tell if she knows whether or not what exactly shes getting into. its hard to tell if she has the intelligence of an animal or a human at times, too. lately, that line has been far too blurry to even decide which mannerisms are more human than animal, or more animal than human. its hard to tell if shes meant to act like.. this or not. to comprehend.]

[who knows, when it comes to honey.]

[puck doesn't mind. this is just its friend honey.]

Then we shall away!

[puck whisks her away, and in an instant the two of them are.. somewhere else. things are difficult to make out, and even harder to describe here. puck very quickly summons a comprehendible room around the two of them. it's a comfortable room, though puck doesn't know what honey would particularly want in here, so that's about all that can be said about it.]

[HONEYS eyes are wide, but..well, this is better than the rain, is it not? better than there? this is what you wanted.]

[once HONEY gets a look around, she starts trying to tear the deer skin off of her body. she'll probably need to be cleaned off, given new clothes...]

[this is comfortable. shes more relaxed.]

Hmph. A mighty shame.

@puck-cipher

[HONEY turns to look at PUCK. shes wet— most definitely from the rain.]

[it looks like someone tried to sew deer skin to her body. poor job— looks like a child did it.]

[...]

Perhaps shelter wouldst doeth thou some good.

[HONEY blinks, looks back at the cabin, then back at PUCK. if it werent raining, itd almost seem like she was crying.]

[..this is probably the saddest— or, angriest— perhaps its both?— shes ever looked. or even the most emotion shes ever managed to express on her face.]

[..she doesnt know what she did wrong. what she had done to warrant TAWNY to—]

[she just nods.]

Wouldst thou liketh to stay in this world for the shelter? I cannot promise finding some if that is the case.

[HONEY scratches at her stitches. it looks like she needs a moment to decide.]

[she looks down at the ground. theres still some of..well, what we will assume to be here blood staining the ground, though it mostly seems washed away by the rain.]

[they wont come back, will they? something bad happened to paw, and tawny hates her, and riley...]

[...]

[HONEY tugs at PUCK's sleeve.]

We can go to my home, if you wouldst liketh that.

My true home, that is.

[...]

[TAWNY had told her to go away.]

[nobody would surely notice if..for a little while..]

[HONEY tugs on PUCK's sleeve again. it seems like she agrees.]

[its hard to tell if she knows whether or not what exactly shes getting into. its hard to tell if she has the intelligence of an animal or a human at times, too. lately, that line has been far too blurry to even decide which mannerisms are more human than animal, or more animal than human. its hard to tell if shes meant to act like.. this or not. to comprehend.]

[who knows, when it comes to honey.]

Hmph. A mighty shame.

@puck-cipher

[HONEY turns to look at PUCK. shes wet— most definitely from the rain.]

[it looks like someone tried to sew deer skin to her body. poor job— looks like a child did it.]

[...]

Perhaps shelter wouldst doeth thou some good.

[HONEY blinks, looks back at the cabin, then back at PUCK. if it werent raining, itd almost seem like she was crying.]

[..this is probably the saddest— or, angriest— perhaps its both?— shes ever looked. or even the most emotion shes ever managed to express on her face.]

[..she doesnt know what she did wrong. what she had done to warrant TAWNY to—]

[she just nods.]

Wouldst thou liketh to stay in this world for the shelter? I cannot promise finding some if that is the case.

[HONEY scratches at her stitches. it looks like she needs a moment to decide.]

[she looks down at the ground. theres still some of..well, what we will assume to be here blood staining the ground, though it mostly seems washed away by the rain.]

[they wont come back, will they? something bad happened to paw, and tawny hates her, and riley...]

[...]

[HONEY tugs at PUCK's sleeve.]

WAIT IM NOT CAUGHT UP

DID TAWNY DO THAT TO HONEY??

"theyre not gonna let you in the hospital with that. they dont allow that kinda stuff."

[TAWNY said nothing, keeping the gun steady, pointed at RILEY.]

"youre gonna hate them— 'normal people'. very uptight. lot of rules. its too late for us— we dont fit. do you understand?"

[TAWNYs hands start to tremble. her pupils glint in the light.]

"I dont think you're human anymore." [RILEY chuckles quietly.] "its freezing cold out, but youre burning up insiiide..right? you know im right."

[TAWNY looks out the window.]

"you should stay in this forest—"

"shut up. drive faster."

#tawny #riley

Hmph. A mighty shame.

@puck-cipher

[HONEY turns to look at PUCK. shes wet— most definitely from the rain.]

[it looks like someone tried to sew deer skin to her body. poor job— looks like a child did it.]

[...]

Perhaps shelter wouldst doeth thou some good.

[HONEY blinks, looks back at the cabin, then back at PUCK. if it werent raining, itd almost seem like she was crying.]

[..this is probably the saddest— or, angriest— perhaps its both?— shes ever looked. or even the most emotion shes ever managed to express on her face.]

[..she doesnt know what she did wrong. what she had done to warrant TAWNY to—]

[she just nods.]

Hmph. A mighty shame.

@puck-cipher

[HONEY turns to look at PUCK. shes wet— most definitely from the rain.]

[it looks like someone tried to sew deer skin to her body. poor job— looks like a child did it.]

[...]