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[02:36] Andraia: Kindness rarely came this far out (in this direction) in his territory. It wasn't for any particular reason except that it wasn't very convenient and was a little too prone to alligator infestations to be worth the trouble. It just so happened that this afternoon he had convinced himself that if he didn't get up to the task soon some uppity buck was likely to try and snatch it away. That was how he happened upon the sight of a young doe having a go with a pack of nasty looking gators. 'Well...' He thought sarcastically, watching as she kicked and hissed at the awful creatures, 'she certainly looks like she is having a good time.'

She really did look like she was holding her own pretty well. No need for him to intervene at all.. nope.. he could just walk away.. except that he was pretty sure she hadn't seen that third (or sixth, he supposed, if one included the two she had already done away with) creature who had just appeared on the scene, outside her range of vision, and was making a speedy approach at her from behind.

With as much speed as the terrain could allow Kindness jumped from the ledge he had been standing on and came down the steep bank. When he got close enough he jumped at the new alligator before it could make dinner out of the lovely... He looked over his shoulder... yes, simply glowing, doe.

[03:06] Daijona: She's been at it for at least an hour, maybe two. Her coat is entirely soaked with a mixture of sweat and bog-water. Flecks of slimy, green algae cling to her brown coat, making her look like some kind of swamp-monster from legend. Though even with all of that she DOES make a rather striking appearance, what with her odd glowing markings. Never mind the way she snarls like some kind of angry lynx in the face of her foes, all of which are at least double her own size-- but her hoofs are hard, and sharper still.

Breakaway stuns another alligator just as she hears Kindness sliding down the steep bank behind her. At first she thinks it's the end for her-- that one of the large reptiles had finally gotten the best of her-- but when she swivels around to look she finds, instead, a bright yellow buck. A dead gator lies at his feet, and her heart pounds a little harder as she realizes that her first thought wasn't entirely incorrect.

There's no time yet to snarl at him for helping her though. Two more gators have to be dealt with, and while Kindness helps her with one of them, she bashes a hoof into the last one's skull. Stunned, and scared now that it doesn't have it's kin to support it, the creature slips away from them, and Breakaway stands there, panting, not yet turning her back on the murky water. Finally, she bites out, her husky voice labored from exertion,

“I didn't need your help.”

Kindess felt the sick wet slump as the mud from Breakaway’s coat smacked into his side. “Wonderful,” he muttered quietly to himself as he tried to gently shake it off, “such a nice girl.” She was the most interest doe he had met in a while, he could give her that much. He looked back over his shoulder and raised one scaled eyebrow. “Your territory?” He asked with a slight scoff. “This is my land.”

{{ Grrrrrr..... *burns some tasty snacks for Apollo and the Muses* A little help =D ? }}

Kindness smiled. “No,” he said, “I suppose not.” He followed her up to the bank and nudged one of the dead gaters with his hoof distastefully as he passed it. “Stupid things.” Though maybe they weren’t too bad, they had made his day a little bit more interesting than he was expecting. He rolled his eyes as she mocked him. “Why of course, fair maiden. What ever service I can be to you.”

The hill was steep, almost sheer, and covered completely in loose, muddy soil. But like all the hills in this area it was riddled with scrawny weeds that had surprisingly sturdy and long roots. If you knew what you were looking for you could use them to find where the safer places to step were. “This way.” He said, and started a careful path upward. There was no point in going farther along the hill, it was the same for quite a while. About half way up he stopped and motioned for her to go ahead of him. “Just straight from here to where that fern is hanging over the ledge. Watch your step.”

The hornless doe snuck past him and Kindess took a moment to admire her strong figure. She was obviously a doe that was used to taking care of herself, and briefly he wondered if she… er… shared her territory with anyone. That is to say, if she had anyone looking out for her.

He was lost in thought for a moment but was quickly pulled back when the doe lost her footing. Kindess lurched forward and slammed his hooves into the ground to get a firm hold before she crashed into him. The only thing that ran through his mind at the time was that she was lighter than he would have expected from someone so strong. “Woah there!” He said, with a slightly nervous laugh and leaned over to try and let her get back on her feet easier. “I said watch your step.”

He had to suppress a slight chuckle at her desperate attempts to stay in control. It was easy to loose you footing on these hills, it was nothing to be ashamed of. Goodness knows he had taken a few nasty slips down them himself. When he got to the top he was pleasantly surprised to find her smiling and not, as he had expected, scowling darkly at him. His smirk mirrored hers. “My name is Kindness Can Decieve but,” he said lowering his voice slightly and raising an eyebrow, “you can call me Kindness.” He through back his head slightly let out a quick laugh before and taking a few steps closer to her before sitting down on a slightly softer, less muddy, patch of grass.

“And what do they call you, oh mighty slayer of alligators?”

The sarcasm was not lost on Kindness… he just chose to ignore it. “Well, Foxbun,” he said, a playful smirk on his lips, “I’m very glad to have met you.”

His smirk, if possible, got even wider. "Gladly." He said.