The White Hare

A Name For the Face and Full Moon Annoyances

"So what's your name?"

The rattgente woman blinks back up at him as he sets a bowl of soup on a small bed tray in front of her. 

"M-My name is Emilia." She looks back down at her soup. Her nose twitching before she uses the wooden spoon he placed next to her hand to give the smallest of tastes. 'No poison.' She gives it a proper taste now. 'Bland and the texture is a little off.' It would be rude not to eat it though. They did save her life.

"My name is Jack and the one currently sleeping in on the bed behind me is Nyxia." The buck feels a clawed foot nudge his shoulder making him sigh a bit. "I know it's rude to ask but are you blind?"

"Yes." She looks directly at him then towards Nyxia.

[Name: Nyxia Softheart   Species: Lesser Hellhound   Sex: Female   Level:32

Body: 1665+ / Mind:80 / Spirit:??? / Mana:150 / Confidence:20 / ?????????: F-

Description: A hellhound woman with a heavily scarred body. She is curious about you.

Traits: [Heartfire Reactor] [Large Body] [Thick Hide] [Powerful Arms] [Great Strength] [Child Bearer's Hips]

Skills: The individual before you doesn't know you well enough to give you a peak at their skills.

Threat Rank: Gamma / Temperament: ????]

"I've been blind since the day I was born." Emilia wiggles a bit where she's sitting in bed. 'Never met a hellhound before... Nonnetto said they were practically puppies playing with fire.' From the description of her and the deeper voice mixed with the arms she remembered feeling when she was helped into bed, it sounds like nonnetto was making light of others again...

'That isn't a small puppy.' She nervously thinks to herself. Nervously playing with her dull claws a bit.

Jack and her talk for a bit. The buck letting Nyxia in on what's being said. He knows she doesn't like to feel left out. 

Emilia fiddles with the tip of her tail as she talks about what she likes to eat, though it's more in line to say what she likes to cook. "I like soup, the bread we make at home goes well with it too. Stew is easy to make. I like to dry the pixie tomatoes and use them to-" She flushes bright red and bows her head at a suddenly confused Jack. "Ah! T-thank you for the food." She was so worried about possible poison she forgot to thank her host. "I'm sorry for not saying it sooner."

The buck chuckles warmly as he moves to take her empty bowl away. "Well it's not like I'd just let ya starve." 

"... Right, so w-why exactly are you helping me?"

"Everyone always asks that question." He sighs, "Can't I just help someone and feel good about doing a it?" Jack asks as he scratches the back of his head, walking out of the room. "I'll be right back, need to get you some clothes."

Nyxia looks at the white furred woman in the smaller bed. She was probably a few inches shorter than her mate was now but still taller than he used to be. Her ears were round like you would expect yet her face and head were angular and- well, rat-like. Her left ear had a bit of a tear in it despite the healing potion. The body of the woman was lean and had an all around smaller build. While her fur was white she had clawed, pink hands and feet. From the look of her legs she also had a stance similar to a human's plantigrade stance. The tail of the rattgente was covered in scales of keratin and had a layer of thin hair along it's length. 

"Blind huh? Well I'm sure we can get something to help with that." The rat woman turns to look at her with her opaque, nearly pupilless pink eyes.