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The little foxy creature bounces around Julius' legs as he intones his request from his patron Deity, then with a little sniff Lyssa looks to the falling Vanarian tumbling from the ship. "Yip, yip!" she calls to Ruika, trying to remind the witch of the dangers to her companions. Then like a tiny fuzzy bullet she bounds over to Sarala and jumps on her shoulder and licks her fur softly. Whilst Ruika focusses on her ancestor spirits.
Lyssa yips softly and shakes her head sadly. Keeping near Julius' feet, whilst not being under them.
Lyssa bounds off from beneath the white orcs robes and nudges Julius' legs as an offer to be his guide.
I take it no-one has a speak with animals spell? Since Lyssa has a useful spying ability, but no way to give us information.
Ruika inclines her head in sardonic assent, however Lyssa bounces up and down - nearly doing a back-flip to agree with Sarala's query.
Keeping close to Julius, the small fox did seem interested in a jumping competition with the simian lady. However when the figure in the distance starts to flee, instinctively Lyssa chases after it causing a small curse to utter from Ruika's lips. "Дафт девојка" As the larger cloaked figure moves after her companion, despite heeding Anapa's warning.
Lyssa snuffles in agreement with Sarala as she moves to the waters edge, being careful with the rocky ground the fox lightly pads to where the river flows. Dipping her snout into the water, for a quick drink in the warmth of the morning she then stumbles back with an exasperated Yip. Taking a sniff around the area, the cream fox bumps into Sarala's legs to try and point out various 'clues' that she's found.
Taking a bite gratefully the little fox is a tad disturbed by the apparent revere Julius has slipped off to. Thus she gets her wet nose and snuffles at his ankles as he move, before prodding him with it to shock him. Then the little fox slips away avoiding the big lumbering man's feet, whilst licking her lips.
Lyssa yips with a breathy laughter of approval at the name; 'Colonel Biteyface' but looks around as Ruika approaches with a roll of the head, as a chastised teenager.
From around a small pile of rubble looks a small furry creature, then ascertaining all is clear with a snuffle of her dark nose. A small pale fox, the colour of dunes during sunset moves into the clearing. Her stride, holding the majesty and sway of a feline takes her towards Julius - whereby the small fox head-butts his legs awaiting her rightful petting. |