Blouses smiled. "Yes, of course."
He leaned back in the chair and remembered all his battles, remembering who did what so he wouldn't make a mistake again.

*just murmured quietly, peeking away shy as she hugged her knees* be careful.. some people like the element of surprise...

*hands over soup*

*Quietly wandered out of the tent, the sounds from outside calling to her curiosity*

Blouses graciously took the soup and devoured it. "Splendid." He muttered, and put the bowl down once he was finished. His wounds no longer made him feel as if he was being cut open by a large bear, more like he had been cut by a bunch of knives. He had always had a high tolerance for pain, and he never hurt for too long.

*Ran back into the room eyes huge as she shook, hiding under a table*

He saw the girl return from the outside, and wondered what had scared her so. He approached the table and leaned down to look at her. "What's wrong, little one?" he asked as he held out his hand.

oh sweetie what is wrong?

*Looked at his hand before blinking up worriedly as her ears flattened down with a small murr, her body shaking* I..I dun like... th..the fighting..

then stay inside, it is safe here

*nodded as she licked the cuts on her arm, frowning lightly*

Blouses looked at her. "It does suck. But it'll be over sooner than you think." He said, trying to give her comforting words. He wondered why someone so young would be fighting anyway.

*nodded, smiling lightly as she licked her small cuts clean and semi healed*

*rolls around*
ello everybody

H..hello *blinked up sharply, but then her tail started wagging heavily*

-slips in-

YOU! Neon-haired Feryxonis! Why do I have to keep fighting you? XD

Fey staggers into the tent, her eyes a bit glazed from that last blow to the head. Tottering a bit on her feet she tumbles into a chair and clutches her temples between her palms. "Lud, why is it I always find the sword users?"

*Cowered down away from Espy slightly, whimpering* I..I am sorry..
*Rushed over to Fey murmuring quietly as she gazed at her worriedly* Do you.. you need any help m..miss?

Blinking up at the...girl? in front of her Fey crosses and uncrosses her eyes. "Uhm, no...I'm fine...as long as you have two very furry ears and some bright blue hair.... If not, then I might need a healer, or a really stiff drink."

*The child smiled relaxed, sighing happily as her tail perked up but padded away checking through a cooler for some ice, as she blinked worriedly, wrapping some up in a towel and brought it to her, murmuring shyly* Y..you should still probably put this where you got h..hit..

Taking the towel she hesitated and finally placed it against the back of her head. "If I were to place this everywhere I've been struck today I'd have to be eyebrows deep in a vat of ice I'm afraid. War is no place for me I'm afraid, and yet here I am. But you've my thanks, this at least stops the drums that were sounding in my skull."

A strange looking girl came into the tent then, a little blood dripping from her cheek but somehow still having a slight smile on her face. Hearing Fey's request for a stiff drink, she sat down next to the girl and slid over a flask of amber liquid. "Here, you need this more than I do."

The child, seemingly about 12 just smiled broadly her tail wagging heavily as she wiggled, before curling into a tight ball the almost albino Feryxonis just hugged her slightly bruised body in to herself, eyes shutting tiredly* I..I'm glad

*Her eyes blinked open eyes going wide as she quickly skittered off her tail bouncing behind her as she scooped up some cleaner and a bandage, gently cleaning the other girl's cheek, before padding at it with the bandage, murring* H..here...

Giving a half smile, half grimmace, Fey took the offered flask and tipped it against her lips. The burn of the liquor traveled down her throat and formed a firey pool in her stomach. "That was needed, and most appreciated," she returned the flask. "Seems you are enjoying the fight, but this one," she gestured at the girl. "Methinks this war is asking too much if children are put on the front line."

She smiled at the small child, her ears twitching slightly. "Thanks much, hun."

She turned back to Fey and smiled. "You're welcome. The only reason I'm smiling is because my specialty is fist fighting and I've managed to get archers the past couple times." Blinking, she turned her gaze back to the odd child and her eyes widened. "Children? Aye, that is a bit much..."

*The girl peeked away shyly, her ears perked forward as she blinked back to them with big, jade eyes murring with a small pout, she just whispered* I am a mere Feryxonis slave.. I must do what I am asked... a..and.. I want to.. help..

"Oh I've more enjoyed smacking around the mages...blasted spell casters think they can hide in the battlements without repercussions." Moving the ice pack to another spot she winces, "Unfortunately, they often have swordsmen guarding them, and they're not as easy to get past." Fey's lips twisted at the word 'slave', that was one feature of this world, and war, she hated even more.

A slightly sadistic look appeared on the girl's face. "Ah yes, the mages think they're higher than the rest of us, until ya punch them in the nose." She looked down then. "Aye, the swordsman are a trip."

She smiled a little at the child. "That's very kind that you want to help, hun. However, I think it should be on your own regard rather than your... master asking you to."

A armored black horse trots into the area, it's rider geared in a similar look to her steed. The woman on the beasts back stayed silent as her eyes scanned the surroundings. She said not a word as the horse took a few more steps forward before stopping.

"Your about a worthless beast.. leading me to some place distant from the battlefield" She snapped at the horse, though the beast seemed to ignore it's rider's insult as it snorted once. Sighing she forced the warhorse forward, sure she could over hear chatter but she hardly paid it any mind as she searched with cold eyes for a sign of where her current location was.

He doesn't know I.. help.. r..rebels, t..tooo.. *murred quietly as she just slumped over on the floor, legs pulling up to her chest as the foxlike girl started to doze, her tail just wrapped up over herself, and she lightly hugged it*

The woman's ears laid back as she turned her head in the direction of the woman who'd neared the tent. "Blasted loyalists..." she thought. "The problem is between the saddle and the helmet, sweetie!" she yelled.

She blinked a few times. "Your master fights for the queen, eh... it's rather kind hearted that you'd like to help us rebels as well..."

"Well spoken," Fey's eyes flicked to the edge of the tent as the rider stopped. Snickering at the woman's retort she placed a hand lightly on the childs shoulder. "And should there be repercussions for that you will prove yourself the bravest in this fight."

Her ears went back hearing the yell as she suddenly smirked. "Aye it might be, but at least I do not take refuge as my fellows are bloodied among the corpse littered field." The horse seemed to understand the tongue spoken as it let out a soft neigh mixed with a snort to represent a laugh.

She wouldn't say damn Rebel's seeing as her role was to gather information until her leaders time to strike had come. Besides she had better things to do then to cross words with some misguided soul who was cowering inside of a tent.

*The child nodded, murring as she peeked away biting on her lip as she blinked about groggy and smiled weakly* Don't insult them here though.. the owner of this place likes it neutral... P..plus we're here to help anyone that.. n..needs it.. *peeked down at her lap, hugging her tail tighter and a small high pitched squeaky yawn escaped her mouth*

Squeezing the girls shoulder in reassurance, "We'll not start anything here, but a bit of talk never drew blood. Most likely it'll just wait until when next we are in a fight on the field." She could care less about the loyalists words, she knew she'd done her part on the field that day, and would do so the next as well.

*She nodded, relaxing and smiled broadly, leaning into the woman as she drifted into a light sleep again, her tail twitching slightly*

The girl snorted. "Sorry, some of that might have been my doing! Tell your comrades not to rely on magic so heavily! Anyway, if you're not here for the same purpose as the rest of us, Loyalist, Rebel, or otherwise, why /are/ you this far from the breach?"

She sighed and looked away from the child. "My apologies, can't help but make fun of the rude ones." she shrugged. "The owner of this place is a kind soul, these neutral grounds are few and far between."

*She nodded, smiling as she murred happily, jade eyes blinking back open before shutting lightly, squeaking and yawned widely* C..cho is a very nice lady~

The poor thing was exhausted and Fey wondered when last her master let her rest. She was tempted, depsite the tents hospitality to go and demand the girls release from such duties. But that would avail her naught.