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[carpe] Closed to friends/family- It's that time again
This time Asato was ready for it. The feelings of restlessness, of warmth, and of a desire to be around people was enough of a warning to send him out into the woods again. He was armed with his sword, blankets, a tent and enough supplies to last him a week just in case.
When he'd made camp, far away from everyone, it was already much too hot and he curled up on his blankets, shutting his eyes and curling up on himself.
It's spring and that means it's time for Asato and his heat. He'll be away from the Mansion for a little over a week and will not be friendly to strangers or people he doesn't totally trust.
When he'd made camp, far away from everyone, it was already much too hot and he curled up on his blankets, shutting his eyes and curling up on himself.
It's spring and that means it's time for Asato and his heat. He'll be away from the Mansion for a little over a week and will not be friendly to strangers or people he doesn't totally trust.
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It's spring, and he remembers - so he does have a fairly good idea of what's going on. He'll be quietly padding about, listening for signs of a rutting Ribika.
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"Sorry..."
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However, she may be found after a kill, sated and a touch sleepy, lounging under a tree, on a bed of humid moss.
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When he does realize who it is, he relaxes slightly.
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So, when he comes too close to the area he's staked as his own, he rumbles a bit of a growl. He's not showing teeth or claws, it's more for show.
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The Ribika steps out of the brush enough to be seen. His ears are back, hidden in his hair, and his tail is flicking agitatedly behind him. "I am. What are you doing out here?"
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Indeed, he does look flushed and a bit unsteady on his feet, as though he's in pain.
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He didn't press Merlin, finding his energy best used in searching for Asato himself. He patted his wand for his own reassurance before stepping into the forest, eyes and ears alert. He wasn't certain how long he'd been walking; neither was he certain he had any chance of finding his friend.
[ooc: Wil said it was okay to handwave Neville's unhelpful conversation with Merlin, so I hope this is okay with you as well?]
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He's still sick enough though that while he does hear and smell Neville coming closer to him, he doesn't really put any effort into hiding so much as trying to not look like he's running a high fever and shivering. It doesn't really work well, but he does try.
I'm totally groovy with anything and everything. ^^
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He hisses without malice and shifts to press himself back against the tree he'd been resting under.
"It's fine," he says, voice a bit thready and soft. "I'll be better soon."
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"I am sorry. I can't go back yet." Talking is okay. He can talk. "I'll be better soon. This ... this is something that happens to my ... kind."
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