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@Fionraella Misha laughed bitterly. "That doesn't change the fact that you're a kid! You can't even drive! Doesn't mean you're useless, but it doesn't mean you know what you're talking about when it comes to making choices that get people killed."


"It's not people! It's me!" Destin shakes his head. "You can't make me not tell Fabine." He says firmly before beginning to walk towards camp. "Unless you agree I'm not hurting anyone, I'm going to tell him!"
@Fionraella She raised her brows. "You're a child! You're making stupid choices and you're gonna get people hurt!" She pointed her thumb at her chest. "You outta respect me, 'cuz now I'm old and wise enough -" She smirked. "- to know that either of us telling Fabine is not an option. Okay?'


Destin rolls his eyes. "Child. I've saved everyone's life in camp more times than you!" He shifts, crossing his arms. "I know more herbs than you do. I know what they do. I know how to make a poultice to fight infection. I know the best medicine to grab in town. Don't call me a child!" He then glares at her next comment before blinking. "Fine. But I'm not going to stop seeing her!"
@Fionraella Misha narrows her eyes and considers his words. She watches him carefully. As much as his betrayal irritates her, she can't help but feel some sympathy at his sad lil' face and innocent desire to make friends. "You realize this makes me a traitor, too, right?"


Destin exhales and shakes his head. "Maybe you should tell Fabine then..." He flicks his tail. "If you're going to label me a traitor, then you should just tell him." He says bitterly. "And I'm not a traitor. Even if you think I am. I'm still a Brom. I'm still your healer. You should treat me with some form of respect!"
@Fionraella Misha shifts back into her human form. She sat on the forest floor beside him, still but mind racing. "I don't..." she began, then trailed off. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists. "I think you should tell your friend that you have to stop seeing each other." What is this pacifist crap? she thought, cursing herself. I feel like the damn Grinch.


Destin looks at her sadly, then shakes his head. "I'd leave the Broms before I did that. I'm not hurting anyone by talking to her!" He slowly gets to his paws. "You can't make me not see her anymore!" He snaps, then blinks, stepping back and looking at his paws. "I like her too much to stop seeing her..." He whispers, looking at Misha sadly. "Please."
@Fionraella She glares up at him. "No," she hisses. "Because it's damn stupid!" Her tail lashes behind her. "Think about this before you rush off and get yourself killed." Funny. Me, telling someone to think, she muses.


Destin looks at her sadly for a moment before laying down on the floor. "Okay. What do you suppose I should do then?" He asks, curling his tail around his side and looking at her. "Please, tell me. Help me figure this out!" He turns away before he can start crying again.
Misha sniffed at the air. "Destin," she growled. She remained still, glancing around her but not seeing him. "You're gonna regret what you're about to do."


Destin exhales softly, before padding out towards her, tail dragging across the ground. "Why is that?" He demands the best he can, still shaking a bit. "Because you wanted to tell Fabine yourself?" He looks at her painfully.
Destin spots Misha up ahead and stops, falling silent. He slowly lowers himself to the ground. There were too many leaves and twigs on the ground to go around her without her hearing him. He watches her from the distance, able to see her through a nearby bush. Please just leave...
@Fionraella Misha jumps to her feet. "Wait a second - stop it! Destin!" She shifts into her small but faster - she hoped - cat form and scampers after him, claws scraping soft ground as she lunged upwards. Her claws make purchase on the rough bark of a tree. From there she weaves from branch to branch, racing across the forest in hopes of - what? She wasn't sure. She hadn't planned that far ahead. For now, she plunges ahead through the foliage and loose branches.


Destin ignores her behind him as he weaves around the trees. He reorientates himself, heading towards the camp. He slows down as his legs quickly tired from the mud. He whimpers, ears flat against his skull. I wonder what Fabine's ACTUALLY going to do to me when I get there.. He wonders to himself, heart sinking. If he did end up being killed, maybe at least then Aya would be a better healer for her group....
@Fionraella Misha leaned back and hissed. "You don't know anything!" she snarled. "Why the hell do you think we all fight so much? Why do you think we're here dying and freezing and starving instead of -" She paused. "I don't know." With a sigh, she looked away.


Tears form in Destin's eyes. He slowly gets to his feet as the tears begin to fall. "I know things..." He whimpers. He looks away, lips trembling. "I'll go tell Fabine myself. Even if it's for nothing more than not giving you the satisfaction of being the reason he kills me..." He shifts and breaks into a run, heading back to camp.
@Fionraella She whips her head around to face him fully. "You think that? You think it's not going to come to that?" She shakes her head. "Listen - I get it! I get you think this is going to work, and it's best for both of you, and nothing bad will ever happen because you love each other a lot and that means nothing can go wrong." She leaned in and narrowed her eyes. "But that's not how it works here. Ever."


Grant raised an eyebrow at her, "Go ahead. I may be loyal to the group but I'm also a teenage boy. I eat A LOT. I could defiantly put this whole deer down." That was not true but it got his point across. He shook his head once again as they come upon the camp entrance, "Now, let's get this to the prey pile, yeah?"


Destin looks away, listening to her words. He then flinches and looks back at her sadly. "Is that what happened to you? did you get hurt? Or have to hurt someone for the good of the group?" He flicks a piece of mud off his arm. "Aya is my friend. We don't 'love' each other as you put it." He shakes his head. "We'll make it work. Friends between groups are possible..."

Amelia huffs at his comment. "So you'd be rude and eat the whole deer? Rude!" She then nods as the walk into the camp. "Should we skin it and begin smoking or wait for Sacha to see what she wants to do with it?" Amelia was excited so see how much meat they could get off the deer.
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