Noctisardor Bypass another world

just one other, please! set for the 28th.

She woke in the first light of dawn to @Prowler tugging on her tail. Fiona blinked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with her wrist and trying to figure out what her charge was getting at. The bandit chittered, pulled on her tail again, then took a few steps away. Alright, alright! Fiona groaned, pulling herself up onto all fours. She'd fallen asleep outside The Pharmacy, although she didn't plan to make a habit of that. She really would need to find a proper spot soon. Maybe she could work on that today, then head back to the hollow tomorrow: an exhausting thought, but a necessary one.

The witch followed the banded-tailed mammal without too much thought... until the smell hit her, and she wrinkled her nose. You little—! but Prowler was already up in a tree, grinning down at her. One of these days, I'm gonna make a snack outta you, she said, but she knew she didn't really mean it. Prowler tended to know what she needed, even if it wasn't always what she wanted. Or the little turd was pranking her. Either way, Fiona was here now, and she knew she couldn't avoid the whelping den forever.

Standing outside, she called softly into the inky dark. Hello? Everybody okay in there? she asked. It wasn't like the cubs could answer, but Fiona presumed there was at least one parent around watching them.