Lime: *growling at various intervals as she stalks about her den - just her den, oh yes, not Domo's, not Delusion's, not /anyone's/ anymore! Damn that boy, damn him and his blind loyalty to that girl when it should have been to her! /She/ was the one who had picked him up when he should have died, /she/ was the one who had fed him and took care of him as he grew, /she/ was the one who could control him and no-one else! Curse the princess, curse her and any spawn she finds amongst the straggling loners! The lynx claws at the wall viciously, a claw or two nearly dislodged in her absolute fury*

Stryker: *winced slightly at the sound of Limes stalking and tearing apart of her den. Perhaps this was not a good time to bother her..but his wounds had mostly healed now and he was curious about the next tep in thier plans. Surely she had some sort of back-up plan right? Of course she did she was smart! Far smarter then he was that was for sure "Lime?" He called out hesitantly.

Lime: *snarls at the wall, seeing faint traces of her blood smeared across. She turns her gaze upon him, eyes narrowed* /What/? What do you want of me now?

Stryker: *His nose wrinkled slightly at the smell of the blood staining the wall an the angry look on her face* "err well I was wondering what we were going to do now, you know...to further your plans?" He hedged in a cautious voice. She had to have a back up plan she just had too - Stryker wouldn't accept anything else cause rankly he wasn't sure what to do with himelf if he abandoned him.*

Lime: *growls again and flexes her toes, light green claws muddied with grime and dirt. She herself hardly looked right, fur matted with dirt as well. She begins to pace about restlessly* My only son has left me! Gone with the traitor princess against her own pack! Left me to die amongst wolves . . . LEFT ME! *a yowl* I should hunt him back down and tears his ears off, slice that tongue of his right out!

Stryker : "I see..well if thats what you think is best..." He concluded though he wasn't to keen on another fight with that fearsome black beast. But if Lime thought it was for the best well he was game "i'll go and start on that then" He told her turning about and starting to pad off clearly thinking that her comments were in fact orders of some sort.

Lime: *hisses* Get your grimy arse back here, you flea-bitten nincompoop! *ignores the pricks of pain from her paws as she leaps forward and nips right at his back* That is no plan at all! Though certainly the boy /will/ be punished for his insolence. Him and his little charge.

Styker: *Dosen't seem much bothered by her n** though he does stop and give her a blank look* "Oh, I thought that was your plan...I thought it was a bit, well..not good" He told her truthfully with a slight shrug. Sitting down he furrowed his brow in confuion as she said they would be punished, first she said tha wasn't the plan now shewas saying it was...this was why Kale had always done the planning he reminded himself. 'So..what is the plan then?"

Lime: *barks at him* Let me think! Rrragh . . . *goes back to pacing* They've left the pack because they believe a spy is after them. The boy didn't mention a specific place in mind, but I know they will be looking for a pack of some sort. The princess is too picky to just pick any old pack, so we shall have to begin reconnaisance on these ungodly hoardes of wolves to see just which would be the most likely place for them to end up.

Stryker "So you want us to start snooping on all the wolf packs?" He questioned just to make sure he got it right. "Well that shouldn't be to hard I guess - some of them probably have other Lynx in thier territory we could talk to" He offer - somewhat proud of himself for having what he thought might be a decent idea for once .

Lime: Maybe, maybe not. We will have to be careful. *fur bristles as if she is ready to go on another long tirade again, and then without warning a sob leaves her lips, and her body quakes with held back cries* M-My son . . . *It was absolutely unlike Lime and very much like Lemon, whose eyes were now welling up*

Stryker : *Oh gods..she was crying now! What was he going to do? Well he supposed he'd have to comfort her, Stryker had never had children of his own - well that he knew of anyways - but he could understand how looseing one would be painful. Moving closer he butted hi head under her "There there Lady Lynx...perhaps we can win him back yes? If we kill off the accursed Princess, then he will turn to you for solace right?"

Lemon: M-M-My bab-by! *wails, head bent down against his as the tears stream down* My b-boy! Wh-Why . . . why did he l-leave me? He's not ready, h-he's not ready . . . ! He needs me!

Stryker: *Clearly his comforting words were not working and Stryker thought furiously about what to say to make things better* "Of course he's not..he's just a young creature caught up with a pretty girl, he'll get over her soon enough and come crawlng back. Young boys you know...do awfully stupid things sometimes" He continued, halfway rambling in an attempt to keep her from crying*

Lemon: *buries her head into him for a few moments as she just cries it out, shoulders hunched and ears flattened in grief; she really seemed torn up about Domovoi's departure. Eventually she turns her head to the side to breath, sniffling* D-Do you th-think so? He's so attached to D-Delusion now, he's gone and . . . and forgotten me.

Stryker: "Of no of course he hasn't forgotten you! Your his mother, a boy never forgts his mum" He assured her "He's just chasing tail..and likes I mentioned...we can always do away with the purple beastie, without her he'll turn back to you for sure!" He told her, rather glad that her sobs were dying off a bit. Stryder really didn't know how to handle crying females.

Lemon: No, no, h-he wouldn't leave me just for a girl . . . *Would he? No, of course not! They had been through too much* I took care of him since he was a p-pup. He's just afraid for the princess, th-that's all. Yes, that's it. *But leaving her behind . . . she trembled again, dangerously close to crying again* My boy grew up without me.

Stryker : *He was clearly puzzled now on how to handle this stuation, she was about to cry again and his suggestions hadn't seemed to make much of difference in her temper...and he was quite disconcerted with the way she'd gone from furious to sad in a blink of an eye. But perhaps that was what looseing a child did to you,he sighed * "Of course I"m sure your right - but you jut tell me what you want me to do and I'll set about fixin this whole mess" He promised her sincerly.*

Lemon: Please just stay here with me right now. *nuzzles* I know my boy is a f-fighter. *sniffles and looks up at him* Are you hurt?

Stryker:"Of..of course" He told her with a slight bob of his head "If thats wha you want" Was he hurt, he glanced at himself as thought to double check "Don't you worry about me, I'll be fine, I'm used to fighting and bumps and bruises" He assured her.

Lemon: Good . . . *sighs quietly and sits upright, wiping at her face abashedly* S-Sorry. I just haven't . . . just haven't been out enough. You've no idea. *ears dock again, this time in embarassment* Lime, she's been troubling again, hasn't she?

Stryker: "Err I suppose so.." He stated as hought unsure of which answer she might be looking for. He defintely didn't want to give the wrong one - she might start crying again. "Perhaps you should come out more?" He ventured.

Lemon: It's just hard . . . Lime is so hard to overpower. *looks sad at the mention of her alter ego; it was only because she had a motherly affection for Domovoi equal to Lime's hatred that she had managed to get out. Soon, she'll be pushed away again . . .* I don't know h-how to stop her. She's too strong.

Stryker : "I see...well ou know what they say about hard roads, you just have to keep moving forward inch by inch until you make it to whereever your going" He told her - it wasa sayng he' overheard once before and while he wasn't sure if it applied to this situation persay it sounded good to him.

Lemon: Inch by inch . . . *picks up a paw and winces at the throbbing, spying flecks of blood upon her claws* B-But I am afraid . . . of her, of the world, o-of myself. My mind isn't even my own sometimes. How . . . How can I keep moving forward when I can't help myself? When my own son left me?

Stryker: "I don't know..." He admitted after a few moments of deep brain stabbing thought. He really did try to come up with an answer for her - sometimes he cursed his less then sharp mind! "I guess thats something you need to figure out on your own. Maybe you need to find a reason to challenge her control?"

Lemon: Ch-Challenge? *the word was foreign to her, and she looks at Stryker with wide eyes* Y-You mean fight her? But . . . she is me. I am her. H-How . . . *shakes her head* Am I m-making you uncomfortable. I-I'm, well, I'm mad, aren't I. *small, half-laugh* I'm crazed.

Stryker: "Well err...you know not fight her fight her" he said with a chuckled, swiping his paw slightly in demonstration "but you know...just so you can come ou more? Maybe? This is all quite above me you see..your far smarter then I am" He tod her sincerly "And not mad at all!"

Lemon: Eheh . . . No, I'm not that s-smart, sir. Lime is the smart one. I'm the scared one. She, uh, doesn't like that at all. Says I'm too much like Domovoi.

Stryker: "Oh" Was all he could think of to say to that, honestly Stryker wasn't eactly ur what to tell poor Lemon now. Well what he wanted to say was 'Domo was brave enough to challenge her by leaving' but he was afraid she might start crying again if he said that. "I am sure you will find a way, or a reason to do what you want to do and be who you want to be' He finally said.

Lemon: Not on my own. *shakes head again, shuddering* Not on my own . . . She'll come again. She will. I c-can't stop it. I can't defend myself, I can't . . . Domo could, b-but he left, and now, now, now . . . *trails off, shuddering a second time and whimpering*

Stryker: *purses his lips somewhat - it was kind of sad realy, he thought he could come to like Lemon quite a bit if he spent more time with her, but if it was to be like she said it would be the angry Lime he would see more often. Well he could deal with that - he'd already agreed to Limes plan right? and with the added bonus of seeing Lemon once in a while it seemed worthwhile. "Well" He started slowly "I will be here whenever you come back again"

Lemon: You will? *gives him a curious look: somewhere between secretly hopeful and outwardly wary* . . . Why? *sniffles* You don't have to stay. What about Lime?

Stryker: "Lime has already taken me into her service...she desire a world where Lynx are no longer secondary to wolvs and I have agreed to help her in that respect" He told her honestly "Besides I have no place else to go, so yes...I will stay"

Lemon: *nods a little, relaxing* Okay. If you will take us, then we will take you. A-And maybe one day it'll be me and not we. *a small, fragile, yet hopeful smile appears*

Stryker: *gives her a small smile* It is certainly somethin g to work towards" He told her, rather glad that thier conversation seemed to have eased her mind a bit.

Lemon: But, um . . . I should probably clean up first. *looks down at her bloody claws with a grimace, knowing she was probably grimy in appearance as well* Sorry you saw me like this, Stryker . . . I'll clean right up. *plops down, lifts a leg, and proceeds to groom herself, gagging on the taste of mud and blood and God only knew what else on her*

Stryker : *Was somewhat amused by her statement, after all - he was often covered in mud and blood and other such things in his line of work. injuries were common and fights did not always take place in nice clean areas.* "You look perfectly fine to me miss" He told her truthfully.

Lemon: Nn-nn, mahs beh cwee. *has her tongue sticking out as she speaks, then spits out what she washed off; lather, rinse, repeat literally* I-If I'm dirty when Lime comes back, she'll be very, very angry . . .

Stryker: *blinks slightly at this* " but...you..she was dirty when she left.."He reminded her "In fact I'm pretty sure she was the one who got dirty in the first place"

Lemon: *cocks her head* That can't be right. No no, she'll be mad if I don't hurry . . . *quickens her lapping and spitting, trying to return back to her regular, soft-looking appearance in her haste* There, there, it's done. Oh thank heaven! *looks to her paws next, though clean of blood they hurt* Aah . . . It'll take a few days to heal, I think.

Stryker: *Shakes his head slightly but decides to just let the issue drop - how do you argue with someone who was actually two people? It was far to confusing for him and like always when things were confusing Stryker just rolled with the punches. It was easier that way. Glancing down he eyed the wounded paws* "Probably" He agreed "Maybe if you soaked them in some water?"

Lemon: *nods a little and winces as she gets to her paws* Y-Yeah, good idea . . . I think I remember where it is. *begins to limp out of the den, trying her best to set her jaw and failing as it hurt each time pressure was put upon her paws. Dear, what /had/ she done?*

Stryker: *pads after the limping female ahead of him, sympathy streaking his face, he was no stranger to wounds* "They will feel better with a good soaking" He assured her "And it is not far to the stream I will make you don't gt lost"

Lemon: *gives him a pained smile* Thanks. You really don't have to do this, you know. Fighters should be out getting glory, not helping crazy old females get to the river without stumbling.

Stryker: *chuckles slightly* "Well fighters get lots of wounds - so we're normally pretty good on fixing them too" He reminded her with a slight wink - a bit more at ease now that she wasn't practically in tears "Besides..one can't fight all the time"

Lemon: I guess . . . *It /was/ a little silly to think they did. She smiled agani when he winked* How long have you been fighting, Stryker? Did you fight Lime?

Stryker: "How long?" *he thought back for a few moments "Quite a while, sice I came into my adult hood I think, though at first it was mostly sneaking into human camps and keeping thier dogs busy while my fox and wolf partners stole what they wanted" He told her "But then Lime came along and pointed out how ill they treated me and told me of her goals...it seemed like a good one to me...but no I haven't fought her."

Lemon: Oh no . . . she took you from your friends? *looks apologetic* I'm sorry. She likes to do things like that . . . Break up friendships just so they'll come to her.

Stryker : "Oh well...I don't see it that way" He assured her "I mean they were alright to me sometimes and sure we grew up together mostly..but they were only useing me for muscle and never giving me anything in return. Lime sas I shall have a place of honour once she achieves her goals" He told her proudly

Lemon: She did? Oh dear, I hope she wasn't lying to you . . . *The lynx shuddered violently for a moment as she heard an angry yell in her head that disappeared just as quickly aas it had started, eardrums pounding for several second and then softening back into nothingness* C-Can we move quicker? *trying to play it off like it was nothing* The blood makes me feel awful.

Stryker: *He wasn't sure what he had said to upset her - but clearly something had as she shuddered and asked to move faster* "Of course..of course" He told her as he picked up the pace a bit "If your sure you can"

Lemon: I can. I must. I will . . . *winces as she speeds up along him, almost limping even as they move onwards*