He was left on the beach. Burnt, hurt, rageful.

Slowly, he crumpled to the ground, feeling that burning in his throat, the pricking of leaves biting through his neck. He hated that stupid mane. Slowly, he pushed himself up, head still hung over. And like that, the burning in his throat, came to his head- sniffling, sobbing, wiping paws against his eyes, sand brushing at his face and the prick marks on his shoulders from Ry's claws dripping bit by bit. By the time that Brandy could really move, it was later in the day, not quite early morning, almost afternoon. Slowly, he picked himself up. His paws ached from the frostbite that had been chased off.

He slowly dragged his paws towards central camp, his ears flattened and eyes lowered. The normally horseplaying cub wasn't running, his tail dragging in the sand. Slowly, he came to a stop, still red-eyed and refusing to look at anyone. The cub sat, his gaze shifting about for a moment, before he looked up and spoke, his tone watery. "I.. need to tell everyone something." He paused, his voice cracking. Brandy shook his head violently, dipping his head back down, before speaking in that position, his voice almost too quiet to hear.

"Ry is gone. It's my fault."

// brandy has a burn on his right shoulder, claw marks (more like punctures) on each shoulder, and minor bruising / scratches from being pushed

"SPEECH"

It wasn't hard to notice Trygve's absence; the little bugger was obnoxious and it has been certainly been quiet for a couple of hours. To hear Brandykit sob about being at fault for Ry's sudden disappearance only made Aphra suspicious. "Where is he?" She voiced no concern for Brandykit's well-being, mostly due to the fact that Roan and Ahab were here, but the petty part of her was angry at Brandykit for admitting to chasing Ry off. She was pissed; how was Roxanne going to react? She loved her kids dearly and even if Aphra didn't understand why, she hated seeing her friend upset. "Because so help me, gods, I will hurt you if you've lead him to his death." Why else would Brandykit feel so guilty? He had to know where Ry had gone, if the kid didn't lead him to his death himself.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

Ry is gone.

The words echoed in her mind as she approached the scene when the sound of someone sobbing touched her ears briefly, a worried frown on her maw as her mismatched gaze fixated onto her niece's son. Her throat tightened as she tried her best to repress a cry, now wasn't the time for her to sob out. She had to make sure that Brandykit was alright then she would go find Trygve herself, Roxanne walked over slowly feeling her tail drag within the sand and her eyes began to sting lightly before she pressed against Roan with both her ears perked forward. A soft breath leaving her maw as her gaze rested upon Brandy only to mew wity a soft yet pained smile "It isn't your fault, sweetheart." Suddenly, it was Aphra's words that got to her did the tears finally bloom within her eyes and they began to slowly drip down her cheeks onto the sand. She bit her bottom lip with her ears pressed against her cranium, she moved her gaze away from Brandy and Goldie only to hear her niece threaten the stark feline. She bared her teeth only to hiss to Aphra "D... Don't say that... He... My baby isn't dead... He... Can't be..."

How could she know? Trygve had ran off. Her lip began to bleed from her biting too hard and she would press her face into Roan's shoulder, she shut her eyes tightly. The Reaver didn't believe Ry was dead but he had run because of her, she was a bad mother. "It's my fault..." A sniffle could be heard from her though she moves away from her firstborn and lifted a paw up to wipe away tears from her eyes, her eyes narrowed. It was her fault. If she had only been a better mother then none of would've happened. Her wings shifted a bit only to shake her head subtly "He can't be..." God, a pain would blossom within her heart only recalling Greed's disappearance... What if Trygve had been severely injured and had... No... She couldn't think like that. A faint sob escaped her. Her fault. She would never have the heart to blame anyone else but herself. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

As Goldenluxury's wings flared and lightning sparked from her jaw, Aphra took a few paces back and glared back at the Captain, but she said nothing in response. Although her threat was true to a certain extent, Aphra knew she wouldn't ever harm a child. She may hurt the kid's feelings emotionally but she would never harm them physically and she was rather offended that Goldie believed that she would even attempt such a thing. But then... Roxanne came over.

As the newly promoted Reaver bared her teeth at her, Aphra blinked. "I-I... I didn't mean it like that," She mewed in a pitiful voice, biting her lip slightly as Roxanne started sobbing. "I don't think it's your fault," She tried to move closer to Roxie in an attempt to comfort her and extended a paw out to try and see if she could get permission to wrap herself around Roxanne. Although Aphra had a bad feeling that Roxie would deny her (for good reason, of course), the succubus couldn't help but feel like she had to comfort her in some way. "It's not your fault." She saw Seakit and Eulia come over, of course, but her focus lingered on Roxanne for the moment.

It was her fault for jumping to conclusions and threatening a child, of course, but in the heat of the moment, wouldn't anyone make the same mistake? Aphra felt hot, almost ashamed of the small scene she was causing - but not for the reason you'd think. No, she didn't exactly regret her threat (to her, it wasn't even true in the first place), but because she had upset Roxanne. She hadn't intended to do that and was only thinking of the mother's well-being. But was it too much?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]