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    Yes yes yes!! To both


    If you could meg could ya make their thread <3


    I'm all for drinking buddies and I think they for sure would have a really chaotic friendship? Sex jokes galore and she'd def try to be his wingman

    Cygnet for little over a week and she was already taking control and handling all preparations whilst her clanmates, both Ruiners and Volarian's were fight tooth and nail for both glory and for Rohan. She knew the man was the crowning jewel of their attack and she could only scarcely imagine the injures and suffering he endured. If they could set children on fire than who knew what they'd do with a full grown man. She could only prep herself and wait for him and them to reappear, dead or alive.


    She'd laid out cots and nests close to the infirmary and had already began to make her salves and poultices for the obvious wounds, for the simple scratches and bites. She knew how to disinfect them and stem the bleeding as well as to wrap things up. She hoped nothing else major would have to be dealt with. She had no idea how to handle fatal wounds after all. But now that everything was done all Ver could do was sit uncomfortably down with her wings and tail pulled close and wait for them all to come flooding in.


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    Ver had been trifling with their herb storages grimacing as she noticed just how much of their stocks had dried out when she heard the sound of someone talking; Soleil talking. About a name she recognized, a man who'd joined her kingdom. Henry, what connection could these two possibly have? But her words answered that before she could even call out to the girl to ask who she was talking to. She turns her head ears flicking, Ghost seemed to have noticed the cawing as well the voices outside. For once the Raven makes no noises, just remains silent and Ver is thankful for that as she listens in.


    She feels bad for never bothering to ask Soleil about herself, they really were strangers and Ver half wants to hit herself on the head for her idiocy of not knowing something so big. She didn't even know the girl was taken, that she had anyone much less a man who lived in a far off desert. The one belonging to the mercenary herself; belonging to Ver. She wondered if she should tell her, tell him. But she didn't think she should, why would she chose to be here alone without her significant other. She must've had a good reason. Right?


    The canine moves from where she sits slipping out of the infirmary or in Soleil's words the "herb store" to make her way over to the smaller woman. ”Birds are dumb aren't they?” She muses as she lowers herself to sit by the calico ”they act like they understand but they really are such y'know... Bird brains” it's a stupid joke but she'd trying her best, she doesn't want to upset or touch on anything sensitive. Her head lowers to see if she can catch Soleil's eye. She won't ask questions, not yet. She's more focused on making sure she's alright.


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    She'd been out with Ghost trying to scavenge for some non-dried out herbs when she'd taken note of the Thunderlandic smell in the area. For a moment she assumed it was Deutschland visiting yet another clan but it clearly wasn't, she'd follow the scent to the source where Feliks stood. Not that she recognized him in such a body but she could tell he hailed from their neighboring clan. Even if he was... Quite tiny.


    The Cygnet's head would tilt to the side causing her bird companion to indignantly let a squawk of complaint at the sudden movement as he had been grappling on one of her horns. She'd move quickly to her mentors side just as Whiskey began to speak. ”I wouldn't hold your breath he might actually know” she comments with a chuckle towards the similar sized male before turning back to look down at the small rodent. ”So what rings you here? Any Thunderland business we need to be aware of?” she'd ask.


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    Lucky for Rohan, Ver knew how to handle breaks, it was one of the few lessons she had before taking on Soleil as her mentor, all thanks to Mercy. And whilst the woman could say she was more focused on flirting and trying to slide on her she had taken something very useful from their first private one on one meeting. She'd been doing her best to oversee his injuries ever since he'd gotten back and whilst she barely knew anything about him she still was concerned to see him moving around camp like some sort of deranged slug cat.


    The person who did this was a fucking tool for doing an injury so cheap and humiliating. If she ever found them she'd tear their damned balls out to prove a point. This was a petty crime, an unfair torture that made them lose one of their few able bodied warriors as long as he was healing. She makes her way uncomfortably over to the man, his "lover"? What in the world was Kira doing, was he always like this with those he lost or was their something more intimate going on here? She preferred to lay her questions to rest for another time, she didn't care for their little bromance if that's what was going on. She just wanted to check in on her patient even if she was being rude by barging in on his little reunion with his leader and his son.


    ”Rohan” she starts ”You better be taking it easy or else I just might break your other two paws” she comments with a laugh, she's kidding as funny as it'd be to watch someone roll around camp to get anywhere. She doesn't want to think to hard into the apparent sadism of that display. ”But seriously if you ever get exhausted or need a break from anyone else the Infirmary is always open.”


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    Task didn't ahve any appeal to her anymore, they lost their luster like so many other things after she became the leader of not one but two clans. She most of the time chose to ignore them or would take one for the sake of appearing as if she was trying. She was struggling more than usual lately, failing when she was expected to succeed but Ver was determined to not falter. To not break under the weight of her piling duties and stress.


    No one but her had to know, she wouldn't show it in more than her tone of voice or her darkening gaze. She just couldn't, didn't need anyone looking at her with pity. Mercy's look was enough, the only one she'd accept. She always said she was a capable woman, she'd accepted her duties as if they were nothing despite her fears despite the fact she was undeserving.


    But for once Ver wasn't responsible here, she was just a healer an apprentice. No one special, despite the crown and notoriety she held as a Volarian she was hardly anybody and she liked it that way. She would saunter over to Stratopaw giving the girl an approving nod of her head. ”I'll sit this one out” she starts with a woof ”But i'll stick around to watch just in case” was it bad she was hoping for an injury, probably but Ver needed to learn more and the only way she could was with some actual patients to work on.


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    Ver seemed to be needed for more and more these days and whilst she wasn't one to complain it felt she could never get a moments of peace. All she wanted was things to be normal, she wanted to lounge around with Spruce and Mercy or just fly to the ruins to surprise Nadine and the kids and act like nothing was wrong. To play pretend and to enjoy her life instead of stressing over duties and tribulations of her ranks and their importance.


    The German shepherd would let out a low grumble as the NPC came into her quarters to rustle her from her relaxed stupor. She didn't say a word just briskly made her way over to the scene, eyes shining with familiarity and recognition as they grace Deutschland's pelt. ”You rang?” she says with a cheery grin, the curves of her maw pushing against the bags underneath her eyes as if they weren't even there. ”It's good to see you are well Deutschland. How have things been?” she's referring to his clan of course but she feels no need to spell things out.


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    How had Ver not visited before, she leaved not even a walk away from them. They ere the Kingdom's closest neighbors and also a proclan which begged the question 'why didn't she try to interact with them more' for the sheer fact they both could have such a strong helpful alliance if they just interacted more. The Queen of Solaris though wasn't representing her kingdom, no right now she was Ver the Warlord of Strategy of the Sanguine Ruins any diplomacy for the sake of the sun-lands could wait. She'd promised Nadine she'd be here, told her she'd get her shit in gear and do the job she went out of her way to volunteer for.


    So the shepherd had, she'd swallowed down her guilt for waiting to long and stood tall and confident on the border. Chest puffed out and ears perked as she stared off towards the open meadow waiting for the first form to come hunkering out of the distance. Who would it be? The leader perhaps? Or just a few of his members, only time would tell.


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    A white raven would appear on the border, within its pink beak a note was held. That of fine pensman ship and smelling faintly of pine nettles. This raven; Ghost would drop the note and without a moments hesitation would let out a barrage of caws that echoed across the territory alerting anyone in the area of his presence. Once the avian caught sight of someone coming he would fly away leaving the neat note discarded on the soil for the said person to read.


    "Hello!


    This is Ver Million from Shadow Veil and we are throwing an event in Shadow Veil, it'll be a festival to celebrate our livelihood and our activity as a clan. It will also be extended out to ALL our allies, so we can share our prosperity and party from dawn to dusk together just for the hell of it. I'd truly like for everyone to go if they can, a lot of work is going into it and free food and of course drinks will be provided to all who come! Anyway, there's not much else to say so I and the Shadow Veil will see you soon!


    - VER"

    The name is signed in obnoxiously big letters that are far different than those that proceed them. It's as if a child scribbled it down.

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    A white raven would appear on the border, within its pink beak a note was held. That of fine pensman ship and smelling faintly of pine nettles. This raven; Ghost would drop the note and without a moments hesitation would let out a barrage of caws that echoed across the territory alerting anyone in the area of his presence. Once the avian caught sight of someone coming he would fly away leaving the neat note discarded on the soil for the said person to read.


    "Hello!


    This is Ver Million from Shadow Veil and we are throwing an event in Shadow Veil, it'll be a festival to celebrate our livelihood and our activity as a clan. It will also be extended out to ALL our allies, so we can share our prosperity and party from dawn to dusk together just for the hell of it. I'd truly like for everyone to go if they can, a lot of work is going into it and free food and of course drinks will be provided to all who come! Anyway, there's not much else to say so I and the Shadow Veil will see you soon!


    - VER"

    The name is signed in obnoxiously big letters that are far different than those that proceed them. It's as if a child scribbled it down.

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    A white raven would appear on the border, within its pink beak a note was held. That of fine pensman ship and smelling faintly of pine nettles. This raven; Ghost would drop the note and without a moments hesitation would let out a barrage of caws that echoed across the territory alerting anyone in the area of his presence. Once the avian caught sight of someone coming he would fly away leaving the neat note discarded on the soil for the said person to read.


    "Hello!


    This is Ver Million from Shadow Veil and we are throwing an event in Shadow Veil, it'll be a festival to celebrate our livelihood and our activity as a clan. It will also be extended out to ALL our allies, so we can share our prosperity and party from dawn to dusk together just for the hell of it. I'd truly like for everyone to go if they can, a lot of work is going into it and free food and of course drinks will be provided to all who come! Anyway, there's not much else to say so I and the Shadow Veil will see you soon!


    - VER"


    The name is signed in obnoxiously big letters that are far different than those that proceed them. It's as if a child scribbled it down.


    // LINK I forgot to put this

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    A white raven would appear on the border, within its pink beak a note was held. That of fine pensman ship and smelling faintly of pine nettles. This raven; Ghost would drop the note and without a moments hesitation would let out a barrage of caws that echoed across the territory alerting anyone in the area of his presence. Once the avian caught sight of someone coming he would fly away leaving the neat note discarded on the soil for the said person to read.


    "Hello!


    This is Ver Million from Shadow Veil and we are throwing an event in Shadow Veil, it'll be a festival to celebrate our livelihood and our activity as a clan. It will also be extended out to ALL our allies, so we can share our prosperity and party from dawn to dusk together just for the hell of it. I'd truly like for everyone to go if they can, a lot of work is going into it and free food and of course drinks will be provided to all who come! Anyway, there's not much else to say so I and the Shadow Veil will see you soon!


    - VER"


    The name is signed in obnoxiously big letters that are far different than those that proceed them. It's as if a child scribbled it down.


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    Ver had been working on this for sometime, whenever she had the chance which was rare. She'd said she'd do this, make up for the event she'd failed to host so she would and she had. The ruins was decked in regalia, fabrics of black and purple strewn around elegantly across the thresh-hold with woven emblems weaved delicately. Lights a plenty from the Kingdom were strewn every which way. The different colored bulbs being lit by fireflies she'd collected from their 'bunker' it wasn't creative but she'd seen it work and didn't feel in the mood to ask any of the fire-breathers to do it for her. All she would get them to do was light the candles which were laying on the many small tables and smooth stones around the camp, laced on elegant white table cloths (another thing she'd gotten from the Kingdom) it was clear most of these tables were for dates but there stood one larger one in the middle of camp.


    This table was piled on with foods, from the roasted kabobs of venison and even beef too barbecued mutton chops as well as a few fruit platters and for the less adventurous some raw uncooked food sat on the corner of the table. Close by to their beverages, from waterskins too some drinks; specifically moonshine and whiskey she'd managed to haggle off a seller in the trading center. It was the crowning jewel of the event in her eyes and she'd throw a fit if she didn't see every last drop of it drank.


    Food aside there was the crisp sound of music, that made from an NPC and his string instrument. A lute she believed; she couldn't really remember. All she felt was the loss of finely made and crafted Solarian jewelry in return for his services. Goods that should've went to one of her girls but had been given to him instead. She didn't feel too bad as his music brought a different ambiance to the camp. It and the festival itself were something they all needed with all the stress the Exiles had caused. They and their allies needed a chance to unwind and this was just the opportunity.


    Ver had been padding to the entrance of camp, whistling a tune along with the music the regal jewelry and crown sitting atop her head clinking as she did. She normally wouldn't have worn it, perhaps even hated the fact she was but this night was one of grandeur and she was looking for a reaction from whoever would arrive. From those she lived and worked with too complete strangers. But for now Ver was content just waiting at the entrance of camp, eyes half lidded and tired but the quaint smile on her face more than made up for it.


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    The first to arrive was the face she didn't want to see, the man she wanted gone at this very moment. Her Duskbreaker, her voice of reason and the one she was about to damn by likely curling her teeth towards the clan he dual allied in. This was going to crash and burn, this was going to royally fuck up and she really couldn't find herself caring as she met his gaze almost challenging. A clear unspoken phrase written cleanly across her face 'go away'


    She doesn't speak until the next arrives a man. One who goes along with Ryad's words, offering hard shit which she is so tempted to agree to for the hell of it. To try it in hopes it'll slice of the stress that lays beneath her skin. She shakes her head a forced chuckle that sounds real coming from her ”As much as i'd love to stay and grab a drink I'll stay on my side of the border” she states ruining what could've been a happy occasion before it even began. She's a bastard and she knows it, but she won't fake or try to hide what she did.


    Finally one who recognizes her comes and she has Ver's immediate attention as her eyes shift over her body, unhidden interest within them. It's not for her attractiveness no, of course not though she impulsively wants to find something more. She accessing her looking for a threat, and see's none. ”You tell me” her voice is sickeningly sweet, she's playing goading for a reaction acting on her first impulse. Saying the first thing on her mind ”What 'me' do you prefer? A beloved ally or an enemy? I can play both...”


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    She knew the girl was capable of retorts, she was happy for it she lived for it maybe. It was not fun unless she did get an answer, while she liked meekiness she enjoyed a good competition she enjoyed snapping quips and trading insults. It was what she was accustomed to, she couldn't get offended by anything she said as she'd started this. And in a way she agreed, Ver was nothing special she wasn't a diamond in the rough as many kind words as her lovers had said to her she knew she wasn't anything special. That they could do much much better, but Ver said nothing didn't tell them as such. She just greedily took it, took them because they were precisely what she wanted.


    A pink tongues swipes over her lips and a bubble of laughter echos in her mouth, playing on her lips like velvet. ”Aha you are absolutely right, your mother does have some specific taste. But i'm one hot piece of coal aren't I? She couldn't keep her paws off me for long” she sneers teeth clicking together in abundant pleasure at what she's saying. ”Burn in the flames huh? I hate to tell you this but the only one 'I light on fire' is your momma. But that's neither here or there” her tail wags as she co's out her final line before addressing business again that smirk so elegantly stuck on her face as if it will never fade.


    Some dog. To Cass it just might be an insult but to her it's the truth. It is what she is, she always stated she was just Ver and just a dog was just an extension of that. Dumbed down into the dullest form. ”Good for Duskstar it takes a really strong person to put his duties away for his kids, I hope your new leader this "Some-Dog" guy serves you well” she tilts her head eyes glinting with mischief ”Maybe you should introduce us sometime? I've been meaning to meet some more 'dogs'”


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    The woman would shift forcing herself to stand wearily as the medic approached, her eyes would rest distrustfully on his form and she was half tempted to pull Rabbit's back to her if he already didn't slink back away from the others touch. She felt like collapsing again and her paws shook underneath her weight still not ready or adjusted to not being in mid air. She was to stubborn and wasn't willing to embarrass herself so she stood tall and as proud as she could.


    She'd pad closer trying to nudge him forward with her muzzle as Abbi and Stratopaw made their way over saying much of the same, asking him more of the same. He needed to get to the infirmary ”Come on, lets get you to Mercy it was in her nature to trust no one else to look after him, while she liked Ambrosia and knew her more than capable she didn't trust her in the same way. Didn't trust any medic save for her (and eventually Soleil) they were capable of hurting him more just as much as they could heal him. She'd attempt to reach down to grab him by the scruff to impatient to wait much longer, if he allowed her she'd try to struggle her way to the infirmary.


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    For a moment she's tempted to take out her stress on the girl, and the fur that prickles across her back as she whirls around to face her tells before she says. She takes a breath before the haughty retort boils it's way up, it isn't who she is. She's angry, tired, ready to lose her shit and no amount of drinking or burying herself in someone else warmth will do the trick. She doesn't think murder or torture will do the trick either but it's present in her mind. It's all to much and she knows she's to far in the deep end to swim her way out.


    ”They will never stop don't you see?” she says as Abbi approaches her voice trickling with exhaustion ”The entirety of Agrelo's can beat the shit out of them but as long as one's left standing it'll never end” was she proposing genocide? No, of course not it was a waste of time and resources and not all of them participated in the actual murders and tortures. She laughs bitterly ”It doesn't really matter though. I'll send my clans in because I have to, because it has to be done. Not because I think it will stop but because I truly want to make them bleed for what they've done” she tells the two with a huff. ”You have both Solaris and the Blackheart Rogues at your beck and call” she'd developed a habit for speaking more formally as of late, it was a way to disguise her anger better she supposed.


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    Ver had some more opinions on Abbi's leadership but she knew to keep them to herself to allow him the chance to grow. She'd only promised that she'd step in or say anything if she felt for even a second he was to weak or immature to handle the job. If anything this event, proved he did have the capabilities. Answering and defending himself from Sojourn who wasn't in any right to say what he did during a meeting. In private maybe but he was really trying to get is reputation dragged through the shitter with this little provocation.


    She didn't know when to keep her mouth shut, in most cases she said whatever the hell she wanted even with a clans reputation on the line. She sure wasn't going to hold back now as she watched Abbi step away dissapearing into the Pines whence he came from running from the situation before it could escalate more.


    ”You realize it's your job to be compassionate to care for the physical and mental needs of your patient” she begins goading, words rolling with a purr off her lips. Muzzle curling in a snarl of a smirk. ”Or are you that fucking braindead that you haven't realized that?” the Shaderunner would goad, she wasn't going to let him look at her or anyone else she cared about anytime soon. ”Impudent bastard, you talk of not giving our leader respect when you yourself deserve none. I recommend you keep your tongue to yourself unless you want someone to tear it out” was she trying to start a fight, fuck yeah she was. She wasn't going to tolerate blatant shit talking and she didn't care to play nice with others as Mercy and Abbi had. ”So why don't you fuck right on off 'tiny' before you make this worse for yourself”


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