Princess Adila turned in a distressed circle. Isolde needs attention, and Eska needs attention, and Kazelia is there too and she needs attention [i]too [/i]and and and and her heart was breaking for all of them and there was a whine starting to build inside her and -

It was honestly kind of startling for everyone involved, including her, when she reached out and snapped the tent pole like a twig. She lowered Kazelia down and slung her across her back. Then she was over to Isolde, picking her up as well. This was an emergency, after all! She hadn't stopped accelerating at all in this process and when she came across to Eska she was moving with non-negotiable speed. Before anyone had a chance to object they were all crushed together in a ball, wrapped around on all sides by a surprisingly stretchy and flexible and extremely soft and fluffy ball of fur. Everyone was here. Everyone was together. She was going to hold them all and keep them safe until they all knew how much they were loved.

(The relationship between snapping the central tent pole and the tent collapsing was not clearly articulated in her mind just yet)