Whoa! Lady mind-shouts. This is weird! But ya. Back at the tavern with the speciesist tender. If Mama would let me is totally prank that guy into liking me. Are you that boss cat Mama grumbled about before we left?
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Lady's sigh mirrors Senna's. Come on, Sausage. Let's see if that street baker lady has any treats that we can Pay For. she says as she glowers at Burt. She and sausage then disappear down the street.
The fox giggles? Yips? Squeaks in joy? Then takes off with Sausage not far behind. She said to enjoy ourselves let's goooo! she howls.
The pig quickly renews his friendship with Lady, giving her a friendly nudge with his snout and a companionable oink. Lady yips cheerfully to see her partner in hijinks. Saucy! Great to see you again! I'm glad Senna finally let you out! Can you even see anything when you're put away??
From our of nowhere seemingly in response to Mama's call, Lady comes blitzing across the battlefield! She yips and sharks at the bugbear, staying just put of reach out his weapon!
Lady jumps from Mama's shoulders to Yash's as he passes and barks viciously. Let's get'em!
I'm here! And so is Cookie, I think.
As soon as she "lands" Lady gives a distressed bark. Blood! It had to be blood! This is going to take forever to get our of my fur! She peeks over the rail and seems satisfied that Yash got wet for his failed attempt to throw her. Nagyapától kellett volna segítséget kérned! she quips back at him.
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You should have asked Grandfather for help! While the self-styled lady goes about with salvage, the actual Lady starts weaving in and out of places a human just can't go in search of clues or, more vitally, survivors.
Upon being told that Yash could throw her, Lady's tail twitches in Excitement. I've always wondered how flying foxes feel! she says with a little yip that could be a chuckle.
The ship is grounded at the front, but not the back. The waves are breaking her. I also don't see anyone, but I do smell something behind the blood that isn't ettin. We need to get there carefully, and quick. No telling how long she has left. Lady reports.
But you also have to mean it. Lady comments as she stares down a flock of gulls. Otherwise word will get around that you're just hot air and suddenly you reputation goes *poof*!
Lady returns from the docks unsuccessful in catching any gulls (thought she wasn't really trying) to a most serious scene. She catches enough to know what's going on and hurries over to Yash to provide some interpretation for the Ork. This Uller guy tended to talk in circles and the last thing they need is for their strong man to misunderstand the offer.
Lady, whom nobody but perhaps Odelai saw coming in, sits at the far end of the table and is contentedly chewing on a chicken leg. Her tail twitching in anticipation. I love a good hunt. She comments between bites.
Lady is effected a little differently compared to the humanoids in the crowd. She relives scenes as they do, yes, but she is also an animal, so those scenes don't quite reach the same depth of emotion as they do for, say, Mama Cookie.
For the duration Lady sits beside Mama, serving as her emotional anchor. Her tail swishes in time to the music, though she doesn't sing.
Lady yips and starts tearing at the hunk of donated meat scraps with vicious abandon. It's a wonder she doesn't fall straight off the table! If Yashnarz is a atrocity, Lady is a war crime against polite dining.
The first sign that Mama Cookie is somewhere about is Lucy jumping up next to Yash. She practically glows in spite of the light in clear feelings of a victory well earned. I KNEW I could make it! That old grouch can't keep me away in all this chaos!
Lady takes her liberties interpreting this, adding several colorful and rather impolite words describing the man who had removed her from Mama just yesterday.
She follows along, her tail alternating between calm and agitated swishing, a sign of her nervousness walking so openly in her true form. As they do so, she looks over at the group, ”I do appreciate that you all find …” she makes a vague gesture that takes in her tiger features, ”… all of this intriguing instead of frightening or repulsive. When we get to the Slattern, the first round is on me.” Lady growl-chirps from Yash's shoulder at Xing, her tail bouncing happily behind her. Are you kidding! She exclaims, I'm So Relieved to not be the only one covered in fur around here! Honestly, the others have no idea what keeping up a good coat is like! Especially when we get a job to go walk in grossness. These shoe-havers have no idea! She shakes her head and shudders.
Lady goes slack-jawed at the transformation. She's off Yash in a leap and sniffing around Big Cat Xing in no time. You still smell like you! How do you do that! I would love to be a two-legger some times! It would make so many things so much easier!
Lady seems quite pleased with herself as translator. The ever present, mischievous grin she wears is doubled by having such an important role.
Lady interprets, The mam said these Skulks are mostly a problem only if they have a strong leader. Do we take the leader out?
Lady, who has magically escaped the adventure unscathed, stays near Yash and quietly translates when the big guy looks like he might not have caught something. She seems to be wholly pleased with how this confrontation is going so far.
Lady trots up to Yash and puts a paw on his leg before quickly translating. She omits some of the more flowery language, but gets the point across clearly anyway.
Lady seems amused at Xing's confusion. There are some Orks that speak Fox, but they tend to have strong connections with nature and it's powers. I learned Ork a while back on a dare. It's super hard to pronounce right, though.
Woo!
It's true. Lady says as she absently scratches her ear.
I'll keep an eye on them. Lady volunteers. She slides down from Mama's shoulders to the ground. It's not like I'll be much help in clearing muck anyway.
Lady's head swings around to watch the process. Her head pulls back in a disturbed fashion as the pig slowly disappears. Please tell me you don't crap him out... she asks quietly.
Meanwhile, Lady is curled up around Mama's shoulders like a living fur scarf with her nose tucked into her tail. Uuggggh. This place reeks. Why are the secret level jobs always the stickiest?
Meanwhile, Lady is curled up around Mama's shoulders like a living fur scarf with her nose tucked into her tail. Uuggggh. This place reeks. Why are the secret level jobs always the stickiest?
The info tab! I tend to forget it's there!
What language are you two using for Orc?
Count US in. Lady interjects. You don't get her without me!
Lady nuzzles her leg. Don't worry, we can talk it through later. she reassures.
Lady steps out from behind Mama's skirts and speaks up. I'm called Lady. But my real name is... and she says something in a whispery, smooth language. Sylvan, if you know it.
Lady feels POWER! Lady feels INVINCIBLE! Lady feels nothing, and it is good.
Sausage considers this weighty and important decision... then grunts and flicks her snout at the bartender twice, as if to say 'let her choose?' Ya, I could. But she asked ME for MY choice! You know how rare that is! Usually we get the leftover water! Lady looks back up and eyes the rows of bottles. I waaaannnt. Something that feels like I've just fought a mongoose and won!"
Lady ponders even as her wagging tail gives away her inner excitement. Well, there have been very few times in my life where I've had a choice!She looks down at her newfound friend. What do you think?
At this Lady emerges from behind one is the Halfling statue's legs with her ears up. Really!? That guy at the Slattern had a sign saying I wasn't allowed so I made assumptions. Sorry.
Lady sneaks her way into the bar among the others. Animals usually aren't allowed in these places and she's curious what the others are going to drink.
Lady sticks close to Mama through the city streets, but as soon as things open up she's gone. She sneakily makes her way around sniffing at thigs and generally orbiting the party, but not straying very far. When the skeleton appears she circles him and seems ready to charge in at it if hostilities broke out, but nothing happens, so she goes back to her investigations.
From behind Mama there is a splash of brilliant red as Lady shadows her human counterpart. She'd spent much of the morning either asleep or wishing she was. But as the day wears on things start to balance out and Lady is much more herself, if a little sleepy. As soon as she sees the pig she yips and trots forward. She sits by the head of the pig and bats its ear until it wakes up. Good morning, sunshine! she says. How'd we sleep last night?
Lady appears nearly half way through breakfast. She walks slowly toward a shallow water bowl and starts drinking. Every sound sees her heckles flutter and her tail twitch.
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