With the rest of the corpse burried for later endulgment the fem rose to her feet after a few sweet chews. She placed the bone in her mouth and began to trot back to the males "place". Then she herd a thud, dropping the bone she crouched low for a second. Was it the mother or father after her? That may be bad, real bad. But soon she sensed it was nothing but an act of clumsy stupidity and rose again with a new confidence and pranced to the noise. What she saw compleatly filled her expecations and her royal orbs smiled with laughter.
"Can I help you guys?" He asked, getting up and noticing that they were staring at him. "What?" He said, standing up. {Great, now I look like an idiot, just great.}
Dumu glanced at the velvet black femme standing near him, then back to the 'fallen male'. <span style='color:darkblue'>No</span>, <span style='color:darkblue'>I don't think so</span>. <span style='color:darkblue'>Do you need any help</span>? Dumu didn't move, just in case the male would take offense. Instead, he crossed his strong arms in front of him over the strap. Looking slightly amused by this, Dumu cocked his head to one side, watching to see if the male did, indeed, need help. After a fall like that he wouldn't have been surprised in the slightest. He glanced at Pausht near him... Spots of red dotted her muzzle. Ah, yes. That's the fruit I put up. She must've been hungry. All the more reason to get some meat... Turning back to the male on the ground still, Dumu asked, <span style='color:darkblue'>How did you manage to fall from that tree</span>? <span style='color:darkblue'>There is a fair amount to grab on the way down</span>, <span style='color:darkblue'>by the looks of it</span>.
She wittnesed the scene with amusment but held in a laugh. The fem settled down again to wait to continue knawing on the bone she now held in her paws to steady it. Her teeth met bone with ear cracking nose as it shatterd a bit with each chew. Her tail swung lightly behind her, and her eyes glisend like a small pendragon getting a new toy.
"It was quite easy, considering I was sleeping the entire time." He said, standing up. His tail flame burned red for a second, then went back to the normal blue green. {I don't need help, and I never will.} He thoguht, rubbing his head.
She couldn't understand. She may not be able to understand words or the thoughts she could so well read in that language but she could se the humer in all this. Her lips raised in a smile across her muzzle as her bone lay sacure, and finly chewd through and licked out, inbetween her front paws.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Making the normal narrative text blue, speech in bold black, indirected thoughts normal black, directed thoughts <FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="2"><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">t</FONT><FONT COLOR="#00007F">h</FONT><FONT COLOR="#00007F">i</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">s</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF"></FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF"></FONT></FONT> and reflection on words in grey. I thought it would make it easier to read.</td></tr></table> <span style='color:NAVYBLUE'>Dumu had to make a double-take at Pausht. He neglected to acknowlegde she had a bone with her, and upon which she was merrily chewing. Partially perplexed, he gestured towards it, </span><span style='color:black'>Amqyiemd shus? </span><span style='color:navyblue'>He considered telling her the risks of simply hunting around there. However, she looked like the tough type, so he decided against it. </span> <span style='color:navyblue'>The male standing up in front of him gave the impression that he was insulted. His tail flame caught Dumu's eye for an instant, then subdued. </span><span style='color:black'>Why does he get so bothered?</span><span style='color:navyblue'> However, he wouldn't speak aloud about that. </span><span style='color:black'>Seeing as how you're up now, are you hungry?</span><span style='color:navyblue'> Dumu lifted the sack from around his shoulders and placed it down on the ground in front of him. </span><span style='color:black'>It isn't much, I know, but I'll find something else later. If that suits you?</span> <FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="2"><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">S</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000EF">o</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000DF"> </FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000CF">w</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000BF">h</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000AF">y</FONT><FONT COLOR="#00009F"> </FONT><FONT COLOR="#00008F">a</FONT><FONT COLOR="#00007F">r</FONT><FONT COLOR="#00007F">e</FONT><FONT COLOR="#00008F"> </FONT><FONT COLOR="#00009F">y</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000AF">o</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000BF">u</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000CF"> </FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000DF">h</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000EF">e</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">r</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">e</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF"> </FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">a</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">s</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF"> </FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">w</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">e</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">l</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">l</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF">?</FONT></FONT>. <span style='color:navyblue'> Dumu passed the message as perfectly as he could. He didn't want any misunderstandings, because they were in a place particularly unsafe, well, for the time being. All should be OK for them both after that night at the most. Then he could leave for a while, maybe to deal with some unfinished business. Nonetheless, he'd stick around to see what they'd get up to, unless requested otherwise. The gentle breeze that had moved in very late the previous night crept in through the trees, picking the leaves from the ground, swirling them about and dropping them as slowly as it had lifted them. The sun was unable to poke in past the densly organised canopy high above them.</span>
ooc: Its Pausht... The translater musta been screwed up that day. I'v translated it several times by hand and now I tried with the translator and it makes sence. She noded continuing to chew her bone and tast the marrow. Her lips rose in a small smile. She senced some tension and it was amusing. Two males fighting over someone falling out of a tree. Poor siviliation to fight over something so petty. She shook her head slightly thinking they wouldn't survive in the real wilderness. {Gh, fhus es fyolp ra leca sy huba u gukc em lumpt leca shet... } She trailed off in her mind way to deep for the others to hear never mind even detect. A talent of hers she guessed...
