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don’t make me go wumbo ([personal profile] grice) wrote in [community profile] deercountry 2022-01-03 11:29 pm (UTC)

Okay— [ he should start for the head, then, sending his words over with perle: ] Okay!

[ he’s running as fast as his little legs could take him (which was fast when he needed to), and he was lucky he didn’t wait to meet them and then go to his designated spot. he could be the start— he’d depend on everyone else piling after with stronger support. thirty seconds would only work as a hook.

falco readies and pulls a knife from his waist. not, of course, to threaten or harm varian, but for his own meager self harm to switch to plan b if things went south. varian, the way he was, may not notice, or he may: the floral dagger falco is holding is made by parts of fern himself. ]


Varian! Varian, here! [ just have to get him to look, have good footing and a proper build up from the bottom of his chest to his throat: ] Everyone’s here to help you! S͛ᴛⷮaͣy cͨaͣlmͫ!

[ with his focus intact and the beast susceptible, pacify may work; a calming pulse may tranquilize varian, but it may make things worse— falco knew full well of the backfiring risk and having him getting attacked instead, but . . . they’d just have to act around the result, now, and falco holds his breath in short wait. ]

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