Through her waking daze, Ralla had begun to notice the stirrings that Kemo made, all getting gradually louder. She turned her head, her ears twitching as she heard Kemo mumbling her name. She leaned her head closer, but was jerked awake and away when Kemo began to thrash and yell. "Kemo? Kemo!" She got worried, then, and placed both her paws on his shoulder, trying to wake him. After last night, she was aware just how fragile his mind was, and that only served to worry her more. A nightmare...!? Amongst his cries, she heard the heavy and hurried footfalls of another outside. Concerned for Kemo--whether the intruder was a bear or other large prey creature, by the loud thumps of the steps--she stalked carefully out of the hollow when she was sure that Kemo's bouts were down to a minute minimum. At first her sense of smell was muddled from the earthy scent that had invaded it in the hollow, but once she hit the crisp, open air, her eyes went wide, prompting her to veer her head in the direction of a scent she never thought she'd smell anywhere near Nova Scotia.
"Noss," she whispered as he stalked up to her. She felt outmatched and bullied with him standing above her in optime form. Her ears were flat against her head, her tail between her legs. Dully, she noted another standing a ways behind Noss, although it was a male she had never met before. But her attention did not wander for long. He asked her what she was doing there, but he knew. She had confided in him her fears, and he had shot her down; lectured her on duty and fate. As if she didn't know about fate. She grew even more terrified when his eyes peered from their corners into the hollow, and she noticed the musk of his anger growing. "What are you doing here?" she instead challenged, her eyes narrowing their forest green color to counteract his pale yellow ones. It was his technique of intimidation--she knew it didn't suit her much--but it was her first line of emotional defense. "You know why I ran, Noss. Why did you follow me...?"
Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.
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