Lauren
Randolf
Jaberwock
Ravean cocks her head quietly, wondering why her question was so funny. She sits in silence as she waits for J'Tal and Ralph to return, plucking up the grass underneath her.
-An hour later-
Her eyes light up as she sees J'Tal returning with the rest of his family. They all looked slightly twisted and actually quite scary, but they seemed nice so she gave a welcoming smile. "Ah, your back! Quite an interesting menagerie you got there, J'Tal," She quickly heaved herself up and dusted the many grass and dirt particles from her pants. "I sent Ralph to get my little family, he should be home soon."
As she finished the sentence, a howl issued form the direction of the Whisper Forest. Turning her head around, Ravean spots two dots in the evening sky, one large and the other about three quarters smaller. As they came closer, it was clear what they were: Ralph, in front, was leading a massive Blood Hollowheart, which upon its back held two Kuhnas and a large burlap sack in its talons. A large metal collar hung around its neck, apparently heavy.
Its wings making loud
whoomping noises, the Hollowheart takes its place on the ground, switching its position of the sack from its feet to its mouth. The two cats leap off and give a welcoming mew, one with fur like a river, the other a prismatic masterpiece as a sticky colorful substance leaks from its paws. A loud clicking noise came from Ralph, and he spoke, this time in a voice similar to Ravean's, "We're back! We brought food, too," He gestured towards the sack, and as if by command, the Hollowheart drops the sack with a large thud. Ralph swiftly opens it up, showing them two buckets of colorful fish, a bag of raw meat of various animals, a sack of vegetables, and two jugs of what looks like cider. "Now, who wants to make a fire?"
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