[DROP] Bleak

KIADA curl your hands into fists, and sharpen your nails. She nears the Luxere as she coos to it quietly. She listens behind her as the elk approaches and shifts, and she finds herself glancing back to spot him. Fiery red hair and a fairly handsome face, she steps slightly aside to answer his question. “I don’t think so anymore.” She offers, but before she can say much else, the Luxere is whining and meetings quietly despite Kiadas fingers laced in its pale fur as the herd disrupts around them. She keeps her head down, kneeling by the wounded Luxere, hoping that the herd wouldn’t come and trample their own. But when she lifts her head to look, she notices Caiside is no longer where she thought. Instead, the man has been hurt and the Luxere’s meeting grows intensely. Huffing quietly to herself, she pulls her furs closer and aims to help the wounded Luxere approach Caiside. It doesn’t hurt that the warmth the creature emits is well received by the Harpy. Her icy gaze travels from the Luxere to Caiside, wondering how bad the damage is. “How bad are you hurt?” She questions the man while she makes no move toward him. Instead, her focus is keeping the Luxere at her side and hopefully to eventually bring it back to the Rathskeller to care for, to ensure that it might be safe there. But with two wounded bodies, it made things a lot more difficult. the next time a man tells you to smile, show him bloodstained teeth.