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Who: naggeela’s kitsu Jayn & Nagga (I think) & Trel’s kitsu Hemi & Sothis Lupin
What: Hemi’s bringing his little brother over to visit his friend
Where: naggaela’s home. Or outside it rather.
When: after Sothis & his litter sisters were born (duh) while they’re still kits. Sometime around when Hemi’s sister Liliana is having her second litter but not during (Hemi wants to make sure he’s nearby when it happens in case they need him). Perhaps a month or so after Hemi & Jayn first met. First week of September 2008.
Why: Something’s happened to Jayn, but as far as the Lupins know this is just a visit to see a friend.

The kit yawned casually and flipped a paw through his unruly curls, already in a haphazard manner. His still kit-blue eyes were mere slits peering at the sky above while listening to his older brother talk about the kitsu they were going to see. Something about ivy. The sky was as bright baby blue as his ride’s eyes and today was covered in fluffy but thick white clouds that moved by a high early-September wind. They mottled the sun shinning though so that it alternated sunny and shaded.

Between large cream and bronze colored wings Sothis Lupin lay calmly back-to-back on the larger light chocolate furred male. Black swirl patterned tails that bore a striking resemblance to the older male’s wings swayed with relaxed happiness & contentment across the unmarked back. A low breeze caught the adult’s scarf –the end of which the kit absently caught and began playing with.

Feeling his only younger brother shift on his back Hemi Lupin paused mid sentence to grin. It was kind of cool, not being the ‘baby’ of the family anymore. That was Ambrosine’s unique honor now. It was still more than a little to get used to some times, but the loving healer took it all in stride. “Am I boring you, Sothis?”

Wild curls shifted with the kit’s head-shake. Hemi chuckled warmly, baby blue eyes twinkling. Playfully he swished his dark chocolate ears to lightly swat his brother’s head. “Can’t hear your head rattle, Soth.” He teased. Both knew Hemi could extrapolate from body language. The wizard-healer might not be an empath like his litter-sister Nahanni, or even as much as the other healer of them, Akara, but Hemi could watch and conclude with surprising accuracy sometimes the right things. Being able to also follow what their mute oldest brother, Romulus, was conveying also was more than a hint that Hemi could easily notice something as clear as a head shake upon his neck. But Sothis chose not to speak most of the time, and his big brother liked to tease him about it. Like a private little game. Which was almost funny because on the right subjects it was difficult to shut him up.

“No.” Sothis replied with a slight smile. The two continued in companionable silence for a while before he spoke again. “Why not fly?”

Hemi shifted his wings slightly, being mindful of his passenger and not jarring the kit. “Safer. Besides, need to work out the rest of my body muscles too. Flying and apparating are fun & quick, but we should make sure we don’t neglect our bodies.” He could feel the kit’s head nodding in understanding and wondered how Sothis was really taking the information. Was he oddly thoughtful, as Hemi imagined he was? No way to tell, without seeing how Sothis incorporated the information or even IF he did. Deciding it was not worth dwelling on Hemi chose to tease his baby brother instead. “Sides… didn’t want you to fall off.”

The kit did not need to see the wink for it was clear in Hemi’s tone. Sothis made a small playfully disgruntled ‘huff’ to indicate HE would never fall off, then laughed softly.

Two heads lifted as if as one as a terrified scream broke the day's calm and shattered it as surely as a priceless teacup succumbing to gravity beneath an anvil. Sothis rolled, eyes wide open for a change as he actually gripped onto his brother's back. A back which was now unnaturally tense as the muscles beneath it shifted in preparation to move. "Fly now?" The kit asked, though it was more like a statement than anything else.

Swallowing hard Hemi nodded. "Yeah. Fly now, little brother. Hold on tight." The scream had come in the direction they were heading, and as far as the wizard-healer could tell originated at or at least near their goal. Taking a running leap Hemi spread his wings and took to the sky to cross the last distance between them and Jayn's home, scarf whipping by his brother's intensely earnest face.

Hemi could not be sure the scream was Jayn's. It was possible... but why? What could have happened? With these thoughts in mind the winged male touched down in the valley his friend had described and looked around worriedly. No signs of struggle... "Jayn? Jayn, are you home?"

His worry and concern was evident in his tone and in the flickering of his baby blue eyes. On his back Sothis glanced around the new area in concern & wonder himself, though unafraid.

Eyes accustomed to reading body language noted the unknown angel's caution even as he lowered his stance the tiniest bit defensively as she came down in front of them. Hemi had seen a lot of things -and heard of more in his multi-species home- but never had he seen nor heard of an angelic kitsusagi who looked quite like the one before him.

That was not important now. He could think on that -not to mention the meaning behind her look and behavior around him- later. Hemi nodded though it appeared he did not need to answer the question that really was not. clinging to his back Sothis lifted one brow slightly before relaxing once more with only a mild expression of both concern & curiosity. Seemed like they were going to find out either way. Worried about what was wrong with Jayn & how the Nightmare could have hurt her Hemi had already turned to follow the strange Angelic into the house. He could not seem to find words.

Dark chocolate ears flicked forward, hearing Jayn's voice even before seeing her. Swallow? Swallow what? As the blinds revealed his friend's form and his baby blues adjusted to the sudden brightness from darkness the sight drew a pained whimper from the healer. A soft golden glow started to form about Hemi as he stepped towards her, little tendrils reaching out to touch the matted female. Then confusion hit, the tendrils and the glow pulling back in an instant. She was already healed. Baby blue eyes flicked to the angelic questioningly. Had she done the healing? The healer-wizard could feel that something had. Eyes flicked back to Jayn filled with confusion and worry as he took another step forward. "Jayn... there are no Nightmares here."

With a soft huff and a roll of his eyes, the kit slid with a casual grace from his older brother's back and padded just as casually to the female. No no no. This would never do. Giving Jayn a bland look that indicated he could not believe she had let herself go like this Sothis breathed once onto her nose then set into grooming her. Females should look nice. Even if he had to put out effort and help.

Surprised at his little brother's rather outgoing actions Hemi paused a moment more before coming to Jayn's side himself with a soft Hemi-purr and a light nuzzle. "Don't worry, Jayn... we'll protect you. We won't let anything eat you."

Truthfully, the healer-wizard's defensiveness was more in automatic protection of his little brother than the strangeness of the angelic alone. Quite likely if Sothis were not with him, Hemi would hardly have bat an eye.

Dark brown ears flicked taking in the words. Hemi was no empath like his sisters, but practiced in reading others he had no problem seeing behind Jayn's body language. The fear in her eyes clear to him as his own brightly colored scarf.

Baby blue eyes flicked to the angelic with a worried glance as he listened to her input as well. A brow arched learning of a human healer even as his thoughts drifted to wonder if his human's true powers would be able to heal the emotional scaring it was seeming more clear that his friend suffered. He snuggled more around her, letting a soft smile thank his brother for the help the kit was giving. But Hemi was troubled. It was so much more difficult to heal a psych than heal a body. Sometimes ever so much so.

Nagga, Nageela. Sothis looked up from his cleaning to flash a charming smile effortlessly on instinct. His older brother's slight inclination of the head and smile over the worry he held was more something that showed he was glad the angel trusted them enough to leave them alone with Jayn. Of course they were trustworthy, but Nagga only just met them and there would have been nothing wrong with her not trusting them just based on that. The majority of his thoughts were centered and focused upon how to help his hurting friend. Reading her body language, Hemi determined how close and snuggle-y she needed him and then gently laid his head down beside hers. Sometimes his concerned baby blue gaze would flick to Sothis who continued to groom Jayn like he would his sisters to check on his little brother but mostly they watched Jayn -watching on every level for signs or clues to how they could make her well.

"Would you like to talk about it?" Soft, gently Hemi half breathed the question.

((I totally forgot this never was replied to! *flails* Then when I did find where I had saved what I started in Word only Sothis' part was done. *pouts* Hemi was being difficult to channel.))


The kit’s dark ears gave a soft flick as he listened to his brother’s friend tell her tale. His grooming slowed, becoming more comforting automatically. Sothis did not care to see girls upset. Unless somehow he had done it intentionally –which in itself was rare. Unless they were upset because he was teasing or picking on someone else for his own -or in his eyes, their- amusement. That was totally different. Sometimes… Sothis was a bit too like his namesake. Her story he took to heart, tucking it away like an evil faerie tale; for most faerie tales when one looked at them were quite dark and evil themselves. So she’s still in the dark part of hers …. needs a prince charming or happily ever after? Sothis smiled slightly into the female’s fur where no one could see it as he worked on a particular tangle. It was not that he did not believe in happy endings -surely his parents seemed to have found one of sorts though Father’s condition remained- simply that they did not to him partner well with the faerie tales. One did not go through things like those and simply ‘live happily ever after’ without some sort of scaring.

He was a deeper kit than he let on.

Sweet hearted Hemi listened in sympathetic silence, his chocolate ears falling more and more as his friend’s voice went on. Baby blue eyes soft he very gently nuzzled Jayn’s jaw. "Black hearts are not for Nightmares alone. Nor are evil deeds. Really… after that it is impressive you ever trusted again, since it was your friends that gave you away.” Honor for being told, for being trusted, filled the healer-wizard’s sweet and comforting voice. He was proud of her too, also strong in his tone. It would have been so easy for her to not trust after that. So easy. Yet she trusted him.

Gently he moved his far paw to brush a long fur from her face. "My housemate Maree says plants are smarter than flesh-people.” His reassuring smile earned a silly quirk to it. "Maybe you would feel better asking their opinions of those you meet?” It was both suggestion and sweetly gentle tease, those baby-blue and clear eyes of his smiling warmly upon her. As much as he could read body language… speaking was not necessarily one of Hemi’s strong points –but then words could be such a confusing medium for how they would be taken.

He wanted to tell her -sometime- that all Nightmares were not bad. Surely, the race was more preordained that way but Hemi himself only knew nice ones. Even if he knew they were the minority. The most evil he knew… was Normal. Sighing softly Hemi nuzzled a little more, his eyes softer even than they had been before. "Jayn… I know the torture must have been terrible but I wonder…” He studied her face softly. He was not a psychologist, but a healer with empathy even if not an empath himself. "Has the Nightmare come to represent fearing betrayal?”

((again, many apologies. For some reason... this rp is particularly hard to sync with my kitsu in. *puzzled* not sure why. thanks for your patience))

The brothers' eyes met over the female's body. Hemi snuggled in a little closer to give her warmth -more of friendship than physical. Poor Jayn... to be so long alone and untrusting when she was by nature such a trusting kitsusagi. To have to go so much against her personality... and to lose or hide her talent after such a tremendously horrible experience.

Having returned to grooming the kit lifted his gaze with an arched brow at his healer-brother. They had some experience with contained abilities. Their human... her 'gifts' were self-contained also. Not from trauma but from being at odds with the belief in which she was raised. Enough alcohol pushed her past it .... and sometimes very special situations... but there was a similarity between that and this none-the-less. On some level... both females were afraid of their gifts.

But what to do to help?

Hemi gave the slightest of nods to his baby brother and licked Jayn's head, holding her gently and letting her cry herself out if need be. When he felt a good, healing length of time had passed he gently nuzzled Jayn while being very careful. He did not bring back up Nightmares, or them becoming the symbol for her pain -it was unnecessary. She knew it now, her eyes opened. It might take time for anything to come of that realization, but there was no reason to bring it up again now or keep on it at all. That was not where the healing needed to be. "Jayn... I know you're afraid. But... I think you must miss that part of you too. Like being incomplete. We have a housemate... a small little cait. She loves anything green and growing, communicates and heals them in her own special way. I think... sometime maybe it would help you to meet her. She does not know what she does with plants other than care for them. If you just talked plants with her..." The healer-wizard's soft voice trailed off with a gentle & concerned sigh. Inner hurts of the spirit were so much more delicate & his 'gift' could neither see nor mend them. He nuzzled her again, taking note in the corner of his mind that Sothis was nearly 3/4 finished grooming her now and she was at least physically looking better cared.