The Unlikelyest (closed)

[Faiyloe]

She let out another shriek as Burian grabed her tail and they came to a stop at the bottom of the hill. "Let go of meh ye srcrimitpaws," She yelled jumping up but slipping again. "Hell gates! What are yew staring at mangychops!" She snapped crossly. She was soaked threw muddied and in miserable temper. She got to her feet and stormed on ahead not looking back her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

[The Skarzs]

Bur allowed the ferret to fume for a while before speaking up again. "Y'know, you might have gone headlong and cracked your skull against that tree at the bottom of the hill if I hadn't grabbed you."

[Faiyloe]

His statement did not help her mood any and in response Ravax just snarled at him. She was muddy and wet and cold to the bone and she need someone to blame for her misery. If she was with anyone else she would have just taken out her discomfort on them, why in gates was she travailing with this Goodall otter anyway? Cuz he had her dagger and she wanted it back. Why hadn't she stolen it back by now? Because he said she would get fish when they reached the stream. But how did she know he would keep his word? He could just throw her in the river instead, say "here's yer fish, have fun". That's what a vermin would do, but he wasn't a vermin. He was one of those so called "goodbeasts" what was so good about them anyways. They never trusted you and would kill you or give you a good beating before you really could say anything, and once you did get your part in they didn't believe you. He wasn't like that though. Not really.

[The Skarzs]

Burian bent his head against a wind that picked up, and bumped it against something. Looking to see what the offending object was, he was surprised to see a pear dangling from a branch right at his nose. "Hey, ferret: Look."

[Faiyloe]

"What now," she snapped, not looking back and only slowing her pace a little.

[The Skarzs]

Burian rolled his eyes as he picked several pears and stuffed them into his pack. "Nothing; I'll catch up in a bit."

[Faiyloe]

"Right, suit yerself," She said grumpy. She did not want to stoup to his bidding even if it clouded her better judgement. She was not about to let him control her.

(OOC: XP sorry for the meh posts)

[The Skarzs]

OOC: It's alright; mine aren't any better.

BIC: After picking about a dozen fruit, the otter hurried up to catch up with Ravax. Bur considered mentioning his find to the ferret now, but decided to wait until he had more of a reason to do so; neither of the beasts' moods were anything to be wondered at, the ferret's more so.

[Faiyloe]

(Time jump)

The rain had thinned and was now but this did not improve Ravaxes mood. Her cloths and fur where drenched and muddied clinging to her body. her boots where filled with water and squelched with every step and there was a small breeze that chilled her to the bone every time it brushed her neck. To make things worse, she was hungry again.  She stopped and shook her fur out. Water went flying and her fur settled in a mess of damp fluff. She Hurriedly flattened it out. And started to ring out her tunic. "Ah don't see w'at fish'es see en this," She hissed.

[The Skarzs]

"Different beasts," Burian said simply, rubbing his fur to get the rain off. Burian unbuckled his chestplate and let a bucketload of water pour out from the inside. He considered trying to let it dry, but put it back on after knowing how useless that would be. "Hungry?" he asked, digging into his pack.

[Faiyloe]

"Right," She said and leaned up against a tree while she took out some cheese from her bag, it had gotten a little damp on the inside and one of the few things that had not been affected was the cheese, and a slightly damp roll. She did not bother to offer the otter any. They where going to part ways soon and she did not want to run out of food. 

[The Skarzs]

Trying not to look at the cheese, Burian tossed Ravax a pear. "Have this; I found a bunch a while back." He bit into his own pear, enjoying the juiciness, but he was a little tired of dampness at the moment.

[Faiyloe]

Ravax was a little surprised. She did not understand why he was still sharing with her. He knew she had food. Why did he wast his food on her? She took the pear though and ate it before he changed his mind. Soon all that was left was the core which she promptly threw aside. She then took off one of her boots and dumped the water from the sole. 

[The Skarzs]

Burian watched with an eyebrow raised at the amount of water that came pouring out of the ferret's boot. ". . . And that is why I go bare-pawed."

[Faiyloe]

Ravax looked at the otter with a look of some one who had learned from experience "Right, an' let some beast slit yer ankles en a fight, or step on a sharp rock at ah vital moment, Nat meh. Little thin's like that kin mean like er death w'ere ah come from," She said putting the boot back on.

Just then she heard a loud crack. She looked up in time to see a beast leap at Burs back, It was a fox. "Watch out!" She cried before her keen ears picked up another sound behind her. The next few moment where a blur. she felt him grab her arm and she kicked him in the stomach there was a struggle but she ended up knocking him to the ground, She drew her arm back to punch him in the face but froze when she saw who it was.  "Call!"

"Ravax, what ar-" He was promptly interrupted when her fist collided with his muzzle.  'Waht whaz dat fur?" He said threw his paw and a bloody nose.

"That was for leaving me behind!" Ravax said curtly as she got up calmly and brushed herself off. 

((OOC: Feal free to dispose of yours in whatever way you wish.))