Chester was already vaguely terrified by the snakelike wolf that had appeared, but he nearly lept from his pelt when another voice came and his attention was drawn to an even bigger canine. Senya was a towering creature, especially from his spot on the ground, and for a long second he couldn't do much more than stare at her with his mouth slightly agape. A few beats passed, and he became aware that she had, in fact, addressed him. "Oh, I -- I nearly drowned, and, I paddled for so long --" He tried to explain to her, and he realized as he said it, he had no idea how he'd been so lucky (?) to survive and wash up on a shore after those moments where he'd been sure his life had been over. "My body is weak. I can barely stand." Enya spoke, then, and his attention moves back to her for the second. She was... offering to help? A wet, sad, thing like him? It was almost hard to believe, but he couldn't find it in his heart to refuse such an offer, either. The idea that relief could be so close gave him a nervous shred of hope for the first time since he'd awoken. The snake-wolf offers a side to lean on, and all he can think is how kind she was to do so. He would have to make this up to her in the future. "Right. Thank you, miss --" He realizes he doesn't really know how to address her just yet, trailing off, and deciding that's a question for after he has found the relief of the treeline. Legs shake slightly under him as he attempts to get back off the ground, this time, using the stranger's weight to help guide him to a safer place.  Rolling Strength: Success: For real this time, he manages to get to safety with Enya's help. Failure: Even with her help, he's too weak to walk at this point.

"GodDAMMit, boy--" she groused, before suddenly dozens of hooves and horns and panicked bodies were slamming into her at all sides. She planted her hind paws firm into the loamy soil, claws curling deep grooves into the pine needle carpeting as she steeled herself against the avalanche and the pup beside her yelp and dove beneath her shadow. In a funny way, he had lead them to an undulate; just a far larger and meaner one--multiplied then by twelve.  Still, meat was meat, and this presented a new opportunity.  Electing not to face a bull's horns head on, she lunged instead for a cow barreling past her and slammed her paws into its broad shoulders. She hooked her arms around its throat and chest and shoved her pinchers hard into the back of its head, eliciting a bray of panic as her full weight slammed into the moose and gravity sent them keeling sideways. The moose landed heavy on its side, followed shortly by Ida's armored hide as she hooked her hind legs similarly around its belly and wrestled it into submission. Her claws and mandibles dug deep past thick fur and hide and into meat, and the thick tang of blood flooded her jaws as she sunk her fangs into the back of its neck and ripped backwards to expose its vulnerable throat. C'mon, whelp! As if he'd heard her furious thoughts, past the swath of fur she caught the flash of Caedwyn's dark pelt, and the moose screamed in panicked rage as another pair of jaws closed around its throat. It thrashed harder, hooves flying wildly and head thrashing as it tore the pup from its neck and with it, the flesh he'd been clinging onto. Ida could feel hot blood pouring all down its chest and across her clenched arms, and she squeezed harder and worked her jaws in an attempt to find better purchase and put an end to its wild thrashing. -- DICE ROLL: STRENGTH SUCCESS: The moose weakens enough for Ida to get her jaws around its vertebrae, and she crunches down to end its suffering. FAILURE: Ida can't get the killing bite, and she's stuck wrestling with the bleeding moose. DICE ROLL: STRENGTH (If previous roll fails) SUCCESS: Ida continues to hold onto the moose and keep it safely pinned. FAILURE: The moose manages to wriggle free of Ida's grapple and tries to run away, though its still bleeding heavily.

Eiko took off into the branches as Delta backed away from the trunk, readying himself as he caught the fox's cool colored pelt flash amongst the leaves. There was a dull thwap, followed shortly by a mango tumbling down from the sky and exploding against the earth in a violent spray of orange goo.  He spat in surprise, bouncing back and spreading his fins before realizing that he'd been supposed to catch it, and his ears burned self-consciously. Things fell so fast in the air--he shook his pelt and sidestepped what remained of the first mango, bounding back towards the tree and looking up just in time to see another orange blur flying towards him. It connected with the top of his skull with a hearty thunk; not terribly painful, but enough to knock him back on his rear and leave his head spinning unpleasantly. At least this one didn't explode, now sitting safely by his paws as he blinked the stars from his eyes. Ah--well, it was edible! The third time would be the charm. Again he lifted his head and readied himself, now very careful to note any movement in the branches as he cautiously batted the one intact mango to a safe spot between the tree's tangled roots. There! He spotted another coming down and opened his jaws wide, rearing back shakily onto his hind legs in an attempt to catch the fruit with something other than the aching spot between his ears.  -- DICE ROLL: AGILITY SUCCESS: Delta catches the third mango in his mouth. FAILURE: Delta gets smacked in the nose by the falling mango. Oops. DICE ROLL: AGILITY SUCCESS: Delta catches the fourth mango. FAILURE: Again, Delta gets hit in the face. Double oops.

A huff of his own left as the child complained, seemingly frustrated for his lack of knowledge of the fish down below. “Kid…you wouldn’t learn that answer if you fell and died. You have got to be a bit more careful around here. Angror replied with a stern tone of voice. Whether this child was his or not, he refused to let the little wolf succumb to his own foolishness and childish curiosities. From what he gathered this kid, Theo, seemed like he and many others here within Stoneveil. Unrelated individuals whom in one way or another folks themselves here. It was likely he wasn’t even aware of his arrival suppose Angror should tell him later. “Well little Theo, my name is Angror. You somehow wound up in my home. Where I’m from, I’m called a Voline, a type of very large feline.” He explained for him, plain and simple. His tufted ears swiveled forward in surprise, as a small paw came to make contact with one of his sabers. He then noticed the little wolf had fangs of his own. With. Brief chuckle, Angror lifted his head. ”Wanna see something cool?” He smiled; parting his elongated maw wide. And with the work of a few muscles within his facial structure, the one small sabers slowly extended, further and further, until about seven inches of fangs now hung from the massive felines maw. Maybe he wanted to show off just a bit.

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Eiko had so many answers, it was truly tempting to just beg him to stay and answer questions all day. He looked up towards the sky; it was day anyhow, but the thick cloud covering obscured any stars that were bright enough to pierce the blue veil.  What made the sky blue? How many stars were there? What things lived on other planets? Was there more than one ocean? More than one Deep? The thoughts had his head spinning--he focused instead on Eiko's musings, nodding slowly with a small frown as he listed the issues with flying that high. It didn't seem fair that even with wings, it seemed so impossible for him to fly that high. Snapdragon knew magic to change its body, would it have any ideas? "There h...has to be s-homething," he quietly insisted, and gave a few more curious bats to Eiko's feathers before finally letting them be, "m-mhaybe there is a...tree. O-or a...mountain, th-hat goes high enou-ough. A-and you can cl-himb that, and then fly." Speaking of trees--Delta nodded quickly at Eiko's suggestion and leapt to his paws. He bounded after him, stumpy legs working overtime to match the lithe fox's gait as they approached the mango tree's trunk. He reared back, planting his front paws firmly on the wood as he stretched upwards and peered into the far above branches. His tail twitched excitedly, fins flaring as he looked back towards Eiko again for guidance.