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Awen sighed a little bit. Sure she had kept the girl there but she still had to tell the truth. She really didn't want to say anything though... because Lauren might very well react in a similar way that Awen herself did to the boar.

"He... slept with someone else." She mumbled a little bit but the instantly upped the olume and clearity of her tone. "But it's okay I mean I'm fine with it now, me and Jamal talked a lot about it. It's just... two different worlds that we were used to and...er... Yeah."

Awen hadn't ever heard very much about Fire and only knew this thing about Skull now. She felt a little bad for her friend...but sympathetic at the same time. She gave the blond another soft squeeze.

"I really appreciate that Lauren.... And I'm sorry to hear about the stuff that happened when you were on mainland." She smiled up at the girl. "And hey, even though we're becoming animals now I mean... sure some might eat ya alive here too... But now ya got a manta protecting you. No one's gonna hurt ya here is I can help it."

Awen pauses a bit and thought about her question. "You know... I'm not really sure if manta's are dangerous or what. Might ask Chubbs the next time I see him.... which by the way our camp has kind of disipated. No one's around it anymore...."

But hearing those words "Getting sleepy" she had to stop her rambling. Awen smiled a little bit and nodded. "Yeah I think it's kind of late anyway.... We should get some sleep...." Though how they would ever sleep in that tiny cramped space. Maybe Awen should get out and sleep in that...nice..er..pile of mud.

Awen blinked as the mongoose flopped down at the bottom of the tree. Well that would make things more interesting and squishy. It prevented Awen from sitting down or anything. She was just starting to figure it out when Lauren mumble something about Awen liking the rain.

Though the manta was happy to be out of the squishy place and back into moisture Awen's true side was a little disgruntled. She felt like she just was pushed aside... but maybe Lauren just wanted Awen away because of..the crush. Lauren wasn't comfortable with her being there. But...Awen was drying under the tree and it was warmer than the outside.

As much as she likes the rain and the moisture...it was still cold by herself. Her body, though able to stand the cold, would much prefer the warmth that Lauren and her had been making. But...if Lauren wanted her out...

Careful, as she wouldn't accidently kick Lauren or trip over her or something, stepped out of the tree an back into the rain. She looked around slowly and couldn't find a comfortable sleeping place anywhere. She curled up on the ground just infront of the tree and sighed a little bit. It would have to do....

She shifted around quite a bit but couldn't get comfortable. It would be hours before Awen finally just passed out from exhaustion from the day. Before sleep a few thoughts ran through her mind Jamal had Antony, Antony had everyone on the damn island, Joli had Chubbs, Chubbs had Joli, Ambrose has his girl-what's her name, and Lauren wanted to be alone now. It all left Awen feeling sort of hollow inside...though she knew it was just a superficial hurt...It was not going to be a pleasant night...

The rain could only keep Jamal out of the jungle for so long despite the warnings of becoming sick or hurt or some other equally nasty thing. He felt way too restless being kept under the meager protection of the beach bar and when it had warmed a little, he had promptly slipped off into the protective greenery while Antony was busy.

Now he was plodding through the damp leaves and the muck, sucking in the scent of rotting wood and the smell of rain, and finding out that the rain really wasn't as bothersome as he had thought previously. Perhaps it was because he wasn't irritated about Rex's impromptu sleepover.

As he went, he caught the sound of a voice not too far away. It was fairly loud but not so familiar that he was at ease. In fact, he tensed and his lips parted some into a silent snarl, the back of his neck tingling a bit as though trying to raise some imaginary fur. This was his territory!

He moved forward as silent as he could manage, which wasn't very silent at all being that he was a clumsy black man who was used to just shooting his opposition instead of stalking them, and peered ahead for a source of the noise.

As he got closer, the singing started to make more sense, coming out as actual words instead of a garbled hum through the rain. When the volume of the song increased, he growled in annoyance. What the ******** kind of song was that anyway? Was that supposed to be music? Jamal took a moment to sigh and mope about his music collection that was off in his nice, dry duplex, laying a hand on a tree trunk as he slid beside it and peered around.

It was then that he saw the woman's form there under a rather shoddy lean-tu. She was shadowed enough to where he couldn't make out anything familiar, but he could tell it was a woman from the timbre of the voice. Hmm...

"It do seem ta be rainin', don't it?" he remarked drolly from his semi-hidden position in the foliage, flicking his whiskers about idly.

"Does it matta?" came the clipped, slightly curt response before he gave a rolling chuckle and leaned forward around his leaning 'post', his claws biting briefly into the bark before he finally sauntered forward with a cocky lift to his chin.

He peered into the lean-to with an indifferent manner, but did a double-take when he realized the face was familiar. Oh ******** was that girls name?

"...yer dat 'No Hell" girl, ain't you?"