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ooc: *sings* Caillen and Sepirah sitting in a... dungeon lol. WC: 456 {3 points}
Sepirah could feel the clouds beginning to let out their tears as it began to rain. It was only a matter of time before the storm would be here and the heavens would rain down upon the land. The tip of her tail continued to wag as she looked over the male in more detail. He had bits of brown scattered along his face and a bit on his actually body, though they seemed to have been covered up by all the blood staining his handsome fur. The dark princess closed her eyes and took his arm, running her fingers gently along it. She opened her eyes to see some of the blood now staining her hands. She shook her head a bit before wiping it on her side. The rain would do the male some good. It would help to wash away the bright red and show his true colors. The jackal’s tail stopped as the rain began to pick up a bit.
Sepirah nodded to the male and went over the meat he had nicely cut for himself. She stacked them in her arms before leaning over them to keep them dry. The dark princess didn’t mind getting wet so long as they got somewhere warm afterwards. Her gaze moved up to Caillen as he grabbed whatever else he needed. ”There’s no need to stutter Caillen. I’m not dangerous.” She turned around and gazed around their area. She knew the area a bit and was sure it wouldn’t be hard to find a place to take shelter. The jackal lead the male into the woods and stopped when she saw an abandoned dungeon. She figured they could stay there until the storm passed. ”Here Caillen. We can stay in there until the storm passes.” She entered the dungeon and set the meat down on a rock in the back. Since the rain would block the scent of the meat, the flies would not be able to follow them inside. Once she was done, she looked to the blood on her body. The princess moved back out into the rain to let the blood wash off her body.
Sepirah moved to the back of the cave as soon as most of the blood was gone. She was soaking wet and seeked something to warm her back up. The dark princess leaned on the back wall of the dungeon and moved her eyes to the male. She offered him the spot next to her and waited to see if he would accept. If he did, the jackal would closed her eyes, acting as if she was tired from the chill of the storm and lean on Caillen’s side, a smile forming on her muzzle.
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