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After about a week of laboring, the arms of both women were sore and it wasn't just the soil that was parched, Trivii was reminded brutally of what the fronteer women of the American West must have gone through, on Earth.

The roughly thirty foot square area only had about six more feet of white washed picketing to put in the ground, and it looked like she and Pam could handle that in short order. Trivii leaned against the last post she had placed and used the edge of her shirt to wipe the sweat off of her slightly chapped and wind bitten skin. Exhaling slowly she surveyed the enclosed terrain near the front of the dining area, the land was weeded and over-ran, the soil looked like it had been leeched of all vigor by the parasite plants already growing, it would be a lot of work, but it would be worth it to boost the moral for the other colonist.

Sighing again Trivii turned to the other woman, "A small pond for Koi, and a few flowers eh hun? Somehow I think we've bitten off more than we can chew, volunteering to do this by ourselves."

(*Sigh okay now the Third time... this post has been eaten, I'm beging to suspect it to be so sweet it would give Gaia cavities.... Sumerized much condensed Version...)

Trivii laughed and looked a the other woman, hanging her tool belt from Pam's Hammer, the belt already draped on the post. "I like lillies, I remember on my home world we had these really pretty ones the color blue of the sky at dusk, that pretty purple blue, like my hair only prettier..." She tossed her head and sighed. "My brothers used to... Oh never mind a break sounds good.." With a spontanious laugh Trivii spun Pam arround and started to race the hundred yard distance to the shaded picnic area, longing for that water caraffe.

Mid-stride Trivii turned to grab her bandana off the ground and spotted a large striped and masked rodent (Raccoon) poke its head out of a bush and nab the belts in its jaw, she was so stunned that she grabbed at Pam, bringing them both to the ground in a cloud of limbs and dust.. "Pam, That... That... Eversmika Stole our belts!!" (Eversmika means thief in Trivii's native tongue). She was so upset that she barely noted the path the creature took into the forrest.

Cursing Trivii allowed Pam to haul her over to the tree and force a glass of water on her... Finally calming down she turned on Pam, "Well I guess we should go get our belts back yeah?" Still exuding the essense of an angry feline, she shook her head muttering.... "We have to go get them back."

((Yeah I'm cat-kin))

Sitting back and taking a long drink of water, Trivii tried to rehash what had just happened.. She noted that Pam had never seen blue lillies.. trying desperately.. "You're right, the Eversmika (Name for the alien breed of raccoon) shouldn't be hard to track," she took another long cooling drink of water, and back tracked there conversation for a minute. "Yeah, the lillies of my home world (I haven't named the planet yet) are a famous arphodesiac, so sought after that a hundred years ago harvesting almost killed them all."

Looking around, still slightly upset, Trivii finally sighed "Lets get enough water for the afternoon and start after that creaton..." She stood and looked at Pam, "I'll see if I can't find us a couple of canteens, and some insect repellent. Why don't you grab some kind of walking stick or weapon, you never know what your gonna run into on an uncharted world."

((Sorry it took so long I was out for the weekend w/ Merci partying and RPing real life.))

Accepting the rod and handing the other woman a canteen, slinging her own over her shoulder, she knotten her bandana arround te crown of her head and tugged her teal fedora 'Tokala' on over it. Contemplating what Pam had said about lillies. And starting after her towards the woods tilted her head for one last glimpse of unfiltered sunlight. Whistling a mild tune, as they crossed into the shadowed forrest. "I don't know anymore its been so long, those lillies were more of a memory in a bottle, like aged brandy. Sweet and Musky are the only two words I can think of to describe my lillies."

The cat-kin allowed her eyes to shift ajusting to the light change. Focussing in on the recently dusted path... "Okay the matter at hand... I think I see a trail," Trivii used the rod to push aside a bush that vaguely resembled a laurel with broad golden leaves, and pointed to a few nails on the ground that must have falle out of one of the belts. "What do you think... It doesn't look like that little creaton stuck to the path."

Trivii shook her head, sharing a slightly homesick moment with Pam, as they followed the loose trail of nails. Feeling the slight chill of the breeze, Trivii noted the fading light. "We had better hurry, I don't wanna spend the night out here."

In tilting her head she spotted her tool belt about 10 yards away under a tree, and not bringing attention to it, she just veared away from Pam to grab the wayward article. Returning with a triumphant grin. "One down."

Trivii tilted her head in concern, "Pam are you okay?" She chafed her own arms a little then hooked the toolbelt arround her hips. "I know we should hurry, but I can see farely well at night, one advantage of being cat-kin, and if you need to sit for a few minutes, that would be okay. I mean just a few minutes..." Trivii wrapped her arm around Pam offering a little warmth and comfort.

She scanned the area around them for signs of the creatures trail while waiting the few minutes for Pam to adjust. "If you think your okay, I think that the trail goes past that tree." Trivii points towards the tree she found her belt by. Picking up Pam's brisk pace, she that odd feeling of 'life' from the forrest and it always disturbed her.

Trivii was about to reply to Pam when the angered Eversmika pounced the other girl, without thinking she lunged catching the thing by the tail, and recieving a claw across the shoulder for her efforts and a stifling bite on her hip. Unable to reach the rod Pam had given her at the start of there escursion, she was about to grab up a throwing knife from her inside pocket when she spotted the young ones under a bush near by, and just didn't have the heart to kill it, so she faught and struggled.

Getting winded in an instant, she found herself on the ground beside Pam, "Are you...*pant* gonna be okay...*gasp*" She winced swiping a hand across her brow, "It has babies... I don't wanna kill it.. maybe we can just get your belt and run... do you see it?"

Trivii flinched and forgot about the young ones momentarily... this thing was definately after blood, grabbing for her knife just as Pam reapeared snaping her belt like a whip. She grabbed up the other girls hand and stepped back, uneasy... "Lets run, before I loose it..."

Gentling her own injurries the blue haired cat-kin tugged Pam back through the trees, rushing to relocate the path. Slowing she hissed, as they reachd the walkway. "I hurt too much to run. All I want is to get back and crawl into bed... Are you okay? I swear that if not for the babies.." She eyed the blood trickling from a wound on her forearm.. "Death to the Eversmika.... I just hope that it doesn't decide to follow our scent back to base camp..."

Calming her nerves Trivii finally grabbed up her canteen and turned on Pam, "We should rinse out the wounds... you never know what alien virus that thing could have given us.." Blinking when Pam pointed to the trail head which wasn't far off, and conceded that it was more reasonable to wait ten minutes and hit it with something antibacterial....

It the calm afterwards Trivii laughed as they xited the forrst and her stomache growled, she turned to Pam, "Do you realise that we haven't had anything to eat since breakfast?"