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Well ─ they had done it. And now they were lost. Of course the children didn't think it through when they set off on their journey to find their father. The fact that it was already getting dark when they set out; and now? It was dark. But...in her defense, she thought father would be much closer. And when he wasn't; Eidola had become flustered and torn between an increasing desperation to find him and a certainty that - he couldn't possibly be much further. And there was what could happen to them if they didn't find him now.

❝ I-I swear Kyros...he has to be close ❞ she felt like she was saying it more to herself, Kyros had been the one here to protect her after all. She was stronger, bigger, and far braver than Eidola could ever hope to be. Especially now; as impending fear of their predicament grew ever heavier.

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Had they thought this through? Not well enough; it had been a sudden, and  abrupt plan with little to no planning - it could have used more planning, to be fair but they were also kids. Kids who didn’t know better, and weren’t thinking logically: they just wanted the world to go back to the way things were, and still believed their papa had all the magic in the world.

And now they were past the border, in a new world, and papa wasn’t here. The sun had already been setting when they were at the riverbank, and now it really was dark - and didn’t the monsters come out at night? Monsters that ate little puppies?

It’s okay, we’re okay, Kyros whispered softly, trying to keep herself together and pausing to sniff at a nearby tree trunk in an attempt to get her father’s scent.

Oh! He was here! This was his scent! Sissy! I got him! His scent! He is near! We can find him. Just.. She sniffed at the spot, then brought her nose to the air and wiggled her nose to do a sniffy sniff.

Rolled a 15 for emotional level & a 19 for scent gathering in the discord!

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Her ears were tight, tucked flat against her head as the daunting fear gripped her tighter with each passing moment. Lilac eyes scanned the big world wildly, she had never been beyond the boundaries of the meadow and there the world seemed so small - so safe. Now; out here in the unknown crossing the boundary as easily as leaving the den things suddenly seemed so much bigger, more vast than she could have ever imagined. "It’s okay, we’re okay," the hushed words brought her attention back, back to her sister as she scooted backwards and tucked herself close.

Eidola followed, keeping herself glued to Kyros' side. Utterly helpless as her sister tried to do the real work. "Sissy! I got him! His scent! He is near! We can find him. Just.." suddenly, her head would jolt upright, ears following. ❝ He is?! ❞ she beamed, her whole body jolting as she realized her own volume. Rump would tuck as she flinched and looked behind her.

The rustle of branches behind them would bring her to turn and push against her sisters back. ❝ Kyros... ❞ she prodded nervously, eyes locked on the way the leaves danced as something came for them.

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She has his scent, she got him - and boy oh boy, Kyros was so proud! She sniffed at the air, sniffy-sniffed all around. It was totally scary to be out, in this big, bad world that she didn’t really know existed past the border, but if Papa was here, somewhere, then it had to be okay!

But she wasn’t really paying any attention, to nothin’ - just paying attention to her Papa’s scent. She didn’t notice that they weren’t exactly alone, or the way her sister looked behind them all of the sudden, no - until Eidola pushed against her back while she was sniffing at a leaf and a twig, curiously looking at a discarded piece of fur that might had belonged to their papa?

She wiggled her nose and sniffed, but she couldn’t tell - and then something, a sound she’d never heard quite so loud, echoing in the forest around them - and she looked up, at her sister.

E-Eidola?

And then - something landed on her, landing right on her backside, a baby squirrel, and Kyros' eyes widened, and she screamed.

EIDOLA SAVE ME

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Eidola shrunk closer and closer to Kyros, but the haunting sound made her cower and sink. And the way uncertainty laced her sisters voice made her more uneasy. "E-Eidola?" when Kyros screamed, Eidola about jumped out of her own fur. "EIDOLA SAVE ME" but she screamed too, loud and shrill as she jumped and ran around Kyros in a circle in complete blinding panic. Absolutely not saving her sister at all. ❝ HELP WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!! ❞ her little heart thrummed in her chest.

She continued to run; circling her again until this time she collided with her sister at full speed not looking where she was going. The pair toppled to the ground in a mess of limbs and tails until Eidola was laying on top of Kyros, her legs tangled in her sisters Eidola would look up to see the beady eyes and bushy tail of the tiny squirrel looking at them defensively from a safe distance. ❝ K-Kyros...look ❞ she prompted her sister still beneath her as her baited breaths started to turn into uncontrollable giggles.

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They were under full attack, in their personal opinion.

Something had touched her. Someone had placed their tiny grubby little hands & body on her, without her express permission - not that Kyros here could tell the difference between a little squirrel hand and a body - and she had screamed.

And then, in all of the fright, she had run. But she also didn’t want to abandon her sister, the intention had been to run in a circle around her sister, but she hadn’t expected Eidola to do the same and WHAM - the two sisters collided -

And Kyros had a bigger creature, of her sister, on top of her. When she opened her eyes to look, she slowly lifted her head up to see why her sister was suddenly in a fit of giggles and and -

There sat a baby squirrel.

She leaned forward, mouth inches from her sister’s ear, giggling out the words: did we just become parents?

because they had a bunny uncle, and that made sense to Kyros. She was already thinking of Tree Names to match with Sycamore.

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"did we just become parents?" that did it. Eidola lost it, she rolled off of her sister, like a rock tumbling down a hillside she let gravity take her until she was on her back beside Kyros laughing with her feet kicking in the air and one front paw covering her face. ❝ Momma Kyros! ❞ she teased, laughing so hard her stomach hurt and she couldn't breathe. She couldn't even remember the last time she laughed like this...it was nice. Eidola tried, trying to breath deep through shaky lungs but every time she tried little bouts of laughter erupted from her again.

It was way past their bedtime, maybe she was becoming delirious.

Finally, Eidola would roll over back onto her belly against the cool ground and peered at the little thing ─ that impressively hadn't left yet. Instead it stared at them with big beady eyes. ❝ What are we gonna call it? ❞ wait... Eidola tilted her head. ❝ ...is it a boy or a girl? ❞ very important in deciding on a name.

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Archon didn’t know what the future had in store for him, but he needed to have a plan. He needed to have a home stable enough, safe enough, for his children. Eidola had wanted to leave once, and he was trusting that her relationship with her mother had developed by now that she wouldn’t want to - in the however long it would take for her to learn to hunt on her own.

It was an excuse he’d told her; to buy himself time to get his shit together. To buy fable enough time to change her mind - would she? He hoped. What if Eidola realized he didn’t have his shit together? What if fable turned her against him?

He didn’t care, so long as she was alive.

And then the faintest hint in the wind, of his children. At this hour, though? He failed to notice how it was just two of them, but the timing - it was dark. He was trying to piece together everything: the border, the scents, the time - when the screams: one from Kyros, one from Eidola -

They were under attack!

Archon ran so fast he was sure that he left his fur behind, lunging forward through a couple of bushes, though stopping to the sounds of their giggles now, and spying on them from inside the bush and  - blinking awkwardly as Eidola was calling her sister Momma and asking if it??? was a boy or a girl - what?

Are we not under attack?! Archon popped his head up from the bush, glancing from one daughter to the next. You called for reinforcements, did you not, Princesses of the Valestone?

She could not remember the last time she heard her sister laugh so hard, so long — why she was laughing so hard, she rolled off her like a giant tumbleweed, if Kyros even knew what that was! (She didn’t.)

Eidola was vulnerable though, tummy exposed, and Kyros’ attention lingering on it as her eyes widened. She got into a pouncing position. That tummy - it was going to be hers! She even did the butt wiggle, and then -

Something in the bushes moved behind them.  She twirled around and snarled. It was not very powerful, but she was learning!

She jumped in front of her babies, Eidola included, thank you.

MOMMA KYROS IS HERE YOU BEST SHOW YERSELF - YOU YOU BIG… Papa?  Oh hi! She grinned and sat down, innocently, looking over her shoulder to Eidola.

I foundered him, I did.

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She was so caught up in her laughter and trying to figure out if they should put flowers in this baby squirrels tail or not that she hadn't noticed the other approaching threat. But Kyros had. Eidola looked over her shoulder as her sister leapt to her defense. "MOMMA KYROS IS HERE YOU BEST SHOW YERSELF - YOU YOU BIG… Papa?  Oh hi!" Papa! "Are we not under attack?!"

Eidola practically leapt to her paws, nearly stumbling as she tried to get her feet under her proper. "You called for reinforcements, did you not, Princesses of the Valestone?" Ohhh...Princesses Eidola's tail wagged as she approached the brush.

"I foundered him, I did." ❝ You did!! ❞ she beamed in agreement. ❝ Yeah...but it was just this ❞ she explained pointing to the little critter. ❝ We came lookin' for you and got lost... ❞ she added, ears dropping slightly as she remembered why they were out here. ❝ Papa we can't be with Mama anymore...she doesn't even care I tried ─ but she won't even ask me what's wrong, she just leaves me to be alone ❞ it made sense in her head, but the words pooled from her maw in a mess of an explanation.


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