Amalia
don't make a shadow of yourself, always shutting out the light
Everything is calm for a moment, the luxere shielded and the sharks subsided. Amalia exhales a sigh of relief, taking a step toward the enclosed fawn- and then stops, hearing Amun's words, alarm rising in her eyes.
"Amun, wait! The fawn doesn't have to die!" Amalia tries to grab for Amun's arm before he can let off the flashbang, familiar with its effects and confused as to why he sees this as a need. "It can be saved- it's wrong to harm a luxere! The herd won't protect as well." Letting nature take its course is one thing; purposefully injuring a luxere is another. The danger to the people of the grounds, the loss of life without purpose when the sharks have subsided... it makes no sense to her why he would do this, and she can only hope to prevent it long enough to save the little fawn.
Amalia tries to block Amun's flashbang before it can daze the fawn
"Amun, wait! The fawn doesn't have to die!" Amalia tries to grab for Amun's arm before he can let off the flashbang, familiar with its effects and confused as to why he sees this as a need. "It can be saved- it's wrong to harm a luxere! The herd won't protect as well." Letting nature take its course is one thing; purposefully injuring a luxere is another. The danger to the people of the grounds, the loss of life without purpose when the sharks have subsided... it makes no sense to her why he would do this, and she can only hope to prevent it long enough to save the little fawn.
Amalia tries to block Amun's flashbang before it can daze the fawn
