01-29-2020, 11:08 PM
[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: Times New Roman;font-size:11pt;text-align:justify;"]Moth knew not of what was happening in Tanglewood all to often any longer. She was on her own or with Selby most of the time, hiding away and reading her books, resting for the children that would come in the month that followed. Although she knew she would technically be fine walking around and doing her own usual things for the time being, she was also anxious about things, and didn't want something to go wrong. She would have preferred if nothing, in general, had gone wrong, but that was a wish that would be brought upon deaf ears and never made to come true.
She had been walking around outside near the garden that Selby used to take care of, now torn down and rotten, thinking about things that she could potentially work on with it when she had heard the sound of her brother yelling her name, his stern voice - one she'd not heard very often - reaching her ears, frightening her for a moment before she began making her way over to where the bonfire had been. When she saw the smoke in the air she worried for a moment that it had been a fire, the Pitt coming back for revenge despite their capture and change in pace, but when she came closer and realized that, no, it had been a fight, her ears pinned to her head in frustration, making her way over to Miller to help Suvi out. She didn't much care for the male, but she couldn't let him bleed out in front of her, and she knew Suvi wouldn't let that happen either.
Taking cloths out of her own bag that she carried around her body, the feline would hold them there for the moment, waiting for Suvi to be done with the poultace before passing them along to her, looking over to Aurum and those present, tail lashing out behind her. "I don't care what the events were that happened so Miller is injured and Vathmos has blood on her maw, but it had better have been a good reason and not a petty fight. It's winter still, our resources are thin, and you shouldn't be attacking group mates." If she held the power, Moth would kick out the ones that started fights with other members of Tanglewood. If you can't get along with someone just steer clear of them and leave them the hell alone.
She had been walking around outside near the garden that Selby used to take care of, now torn down and rotten, thinking about things that she could potentially work on with it when she had heard the sound of her brother yelling her name, his stern voice - one she'd not heard very often - reaching her ears, frightening her for a moment before she began making her way over to where the bonfire had been. When she saw the smoke in the air she worried for a moment that it had been a fire, the Pitt coming back for revenge despite their capture and change in pace, but when she came closer and realized that, no, it had been a fight, her ears pinned to her head in frustration, making her way over to Miller to help Suvi out. She didn't much care for the male, but she couldn't let him bleed out in front of her, and she knew Suvi wouldn't let that happen either.
Taking cloths out of her own bag that she carried around her body, the feline would hold them there for the moment, waiting for Suvi to be done with the poultace before passing them along to her, looking over to Aurum and those present, tail lashing out behind her. "I don't care what the events were that happened so Miller is injured and Vathmos has blood on her maw, but it had better have been a good reason and not a petty fight. It's winter still, our resources are thin, and you shouldn't be attacking group mates." If she held the power, Moth would kick out the ones that started fights with other members of Tanglewood. If you can't get along with someone just steer clear of them and leave them the hell alone.