NiGhT && DaY

[Squirrel]

Bea flinched for a moment, but then glared, a spiteful smirk crossing her face.
"Please. That girl and I are too valuable for you to hurt that badly, no? Go ahead. Tear me to pieces. Prove me wrong," she spat, taking the sharp piece of wood and gouging large trails of white into the royal blue wall.
"Calm down... Don't be so..." Sol tried to say, stopping at nearly every sentence so as not to say something that would provoke Bea, or even the tigress. He covered his ears with his paws in frustration, trying to silence his partner's many thoughts. She wasn't thinking clearly, that much was obvious.

[Firefly :::Be Fearless:::]

Liir's gaze didn't waver. "If you thought I was going to hurt you, child, you assume too much. You pretend to be wiser than your years, but you are acting like a spoiled child." Her pointed gaze raked across Beatrice's body. "You want to know what's going on?! I'll tell you," she said, her voice shaking with anger. "Matrh is Tern's brother. Tern's twin brother. He and his daemon, Ceed, who is Parra's sister, are leading a revolution. They lead the Turned, the animals, daemons and humans, who choose to follow him. The Turned, they are not alive. Their souls, their souls are dark, and sold to him. Their eyes turn red, their faces lose their color. The animals dissipate to shades of gray, and evil is bred in them. We fight against them, for they are our loved ones, yet they are not. My mother, Marta, is one of the Turned. She doesn't recognize me, nor does she love me. She has no memory of love anymore. I have heard of the select few Turned that do, but they are Matrh's favorites, loyal to him alone. We fight for the freedom of the citizens of Werren. We fight for the ones we love. We fight, for the future of Werren, for the future of the Chosen Ones." Liir had calmed some, her voice quieting. "Evil is everywhere, always. We cannot quench the threat without you. We cannot live without you. Sol cannot live without you." The great tigress looked tired. "But I suppose this means nothing to you, small one." Her tail drooped, and she turned slowly.

[Squirrel]

Beatrice stayed silent for a long time, dropping the chair leg and sighing. The next thing she said sounded regretful, but still distrusting.
"...Of course it means something. It's not like I knew this before you told me. Besides... I already said I'd help with whatever it was so long as you returned me home when I finished. As long as you don't hide anything like that, then I intend to keep it, all right?" she slumped against the wall and covered her head with her hand, "...And I'm sorry about your mother..."

[Firefly :::Be Fearless:::]

Liir looked back at the girl, letting out a long sigh of sadness. "As am I, Chosen One, as am I." The door opened for her, and she left.

Stephen's hopes plummeted. This wasn't the one he'd hoped was coming. He had hoped that this new human would be full of courage and hope, and bring a light to the palace. From what he'd seen, or felt, of the girl, he wasn't sure that they would ever win this battle, let alone the war.

[Squirrel]

Beatrice twitched, unable to stay quiet even in this atmosphere.
"Don't call me 'chosen one.' It sounds over the top and stupid," she muttered, not sure whether or not it'd reach Liir's ears.
"In our eyes, you and Lady Carole are..." Sol defended. Bea groaned and said nothing more.

[C H R ♥]

[ Um, do you want me to do something with Carole, Firefly? Or just wait for an opportunity to just back in?]

[Firefly :::Be Fearless:::]

[Just in time, chr! Tern was just going to call them!]

Tern ran his hand through his unruly hair. He lifted it, and lightly rapped on Carole's door, his heart beating just a bit faster than normal. "Nervous, are we?" Parra commented, her tone mocking. "Quiet!" he hissed, glancing at the door, looking almost like a caged animal.

[C H R ♥]

Carole sat up from the bed, hearing a knock at the door. She then nudged Jasper, and he followed her to the door. She opened it and then saw the prince there, and was a bit surprised. She slowly, not trying to let him see it, tried to fix her hair a bit; it had been made into quite a mess with everything that just happened and she couldn't find a brush. "Prince[is he prince or some other title? I forget.] Tern! Great to see you!" She said shakily, not knowing if she had to bow or something.

[Firefly :::Be Fearless:::]

[Yep. He is Werren's prince. You can either call him Prince Tern or just plain Tern.]

Tern shifted his weight to his other foot. Something about Carole made him, nervous. He wasn't sure if it was in a good way or a bad way. "Carole," he said, his face a mask of calm, "are you settled?" His inquiry seemed polite enough. "What is that?!?" his daemon hissed. Tern clenched his jaw slightly.

[C H R ♥]

"Well, I don't really have anything to un-pack or anything to do, so I guess I am." Carole answered, speaking the truth. Jasper sensed a bit of a melancholy tone to her voice. Are you alright? he asked her through his thoughts, Yeah, she answered in the same fashion, I ust realized I'm going to miss home some, there isn't much to miss, but there is some. She looked down at him and shrugged.

[Firefly :::Be Fearless:::]

Tern rubbed the back of his neck in an attempt to relax. "Good," he said, forcing a smile. What was it about her that made him so... Nervous and comforted at the same time. He barely knew this girl! Tern ran his tongue over his teeth. He couldn't let this girl get the best of him. Too much was at stake.

With his jaw set, and a determined mind, Tern smiled again, this time more relaxed. "I was going to ask if you wanted to join me for the evening meal."

[Firefly :::Be Fearless:::]

[Heeeello??]