DEVIL'S DICE / TYPHOON

[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

The scene he came to the territory of the Rosebloods to? Was a still slightly smoking forest, the flames had since subsided but in some places, embers still existed, especially around the mansion. Jiyu was still coping with the night that fire had ripped everything apart, mostly in the fact it had in a sense torn her as well. Every single day she had done the same things, she lived the same unchanging, everything in her past indicated what she should have done that night. Easily capable of saving lives she was not capable of taking responsibility for those same lives, she was a fighter, not a runner nor a leader, she had always been just that, a guard dog. No one had ever challenged her to change, to be fair she had never wanted to change. Jiyu lived her life easily, allowing herself to be the one others could rely on to save them from direct danger, but never expect comfort or anything like that from. The calico was rough, anything that could be battled, she would fight to keep them safe, the position of a guard was perfect for who she always had been and who she thought that she always would be.

Prestige had changed that on the night of the fire, and now she had to cope with a side of herself the snow leopard had forced her into discovering. Leading other's out of the land around the mansion, gathering everyone, keeping them safe through the night in spite of the burning flames when she could do nothing to fight them herself? Was not something she had ever seen herself as capable of, she was rough, a monster, not gentle. How was she supposed to deal with a whole night that proved she could be more! Jiyu didn't want to be more than she was, improving opened her to the risk she could have that same pain again, that someone could rip her open, torture everyone around her and break her all over again, she'd rather just stay shattered. But some small piece of her had already decided that they weren't content with the monster, that she needed to be who she was before the sun came up, explore that and let it change her. Fat chance.

Jiyu was wandering the territory border's, planning on circling inward to look for anything they could salvage and somewhere less exposed to keep everyone until they could send some scouts out to find somewhere near to live, as it was clear this place would never support the group within the year. Emotionless mismatched optics fell onto the things in the box before they switched to the male sitting beside them. "Thank you." her voice was like falling snow, static and soft in spite of the dangerous looking sabered fang- only her fangs weren't there, unbeknownst to her at the current moment, she had knocked them out between barreling over the burning door and slamming her body and head into a couch to move it and save the others. The effects of the fire? Were clearer than just her missing fangs, her fur was burned at the tips in several places from uncountable close calls, she was clearly favoring the side of her body she had not slammed into things, and it was clear she had not slept. "I'll get someone to help bring it back to everyone, it must have been a trip to bring it to begin with." she was large enough to push it and normally would be capable, but even with how numb to pain she was, she could feel it every time she put her left paws on the ground, heck even talking hurt that side of her body.

She'd do it all again, in a heartbeat beat.