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Unfinished Roleplay/plot between Ramiel & Veturia (Shaymon )

Ramiel's Quest
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Summary:
Ramiel is wondering around Solus territory enjoying the afternoon when he comes across a wounded jaguar. She regards him with natural hosility at first, being untrusting of strangers. After a few minutes of coaxing, she realizes it's in her best interest for survival to trust him enough to allow him to help her. Cautously she allows Ramiel to lead her to his den nearby, where he washes her wound in the stream outside the den. He sorts a clean nest for her in his den and she instructs him about healing herbs he should use for the wound. He follows her instruction and dresses her wounds, and allows her to sleep inside his den while he spends the night outside. In the morning he checks on her, then goes hunting for the both of them. However upon his return, she had vanished, and a dissapointed Ramiel was left alone with a freshly killed deer~
(Obviously we didn't get that far but we might continue this RP when we both have more time!)

Deep in the woods of Rome, a bright jaguar cautiously wandered through the bushes and grass. The big feline kept her head low and ears tucked close, only rising it to have quick glances at her surroundings as she continued her walk, often limping with her back leg that stained her path with crimson droplets of blood."Goddammit," The jaguar hissed to herself, barely keeping her own pace as the pain stung her like needles and crawled all the way up to the knee and hips. Despite her efforts, every step felt harder than the last, her body feeling heavier and heavier due the constant limping, slowing the injured cat in her way to find somewhere to hide. Finally, she spotted what seemed to be a safe place between a tall pine and some bushes.Veturia stopped and sighed, feeling too tired to keep on walking.
--
Ramiel slipped through the undergrowth silently. The sun overhead dappled his pelt with light that peered in between leaves and branches. It was a nice, cool day, and the forest birds sang their content. The scents of a growing earth filled the air; the smell of new grass and growth, the opening of the first flowers, the metallic scent of blood staining the ground- Ramiel stopped in his tracks, fur rising slightly. He bent his head to sniff at the fresh drops of blood upon blades of grass, and brushed against leaves of bushes. Someone was badly hurt! Alarmed and hoping they were okay, Ramiel began to follow the trail in the direction that it smelled the most fresh ..which took some going the wrong way to compare the scents to figure out. Once he was sure he was headed the right way, he padded quietly along, keeping low and staying alert in case of attack. Finally, he pushed his way past a shrub and spotted another feline who was scrapping out a place to lay down beside a large pine tree. At once Ramiel spotted the wound on her back leg, stained and matted with blood. Worried, he hurried forward toward her. "Hey there, you're wounded!" He greeted. His eyes showed his concern clear as day. "Allow me to help."
--
Once she found a quiet, safe spot to hide, Veturia dropped her body, her muscles aching due the effort and the pain in her leg burning like coals. Now that she had somewhere to hide, the jaguar cautiously examined the wounds: her left back leg was covered with bites, down to the rear ankle and thigh and staining her golden, dusty and spottered pelt with crimson. A huff escaped through the feline's jaws as she realized the wound was quite worse than expected, putting her in a compromising situation.
"If I only had my herbs..." Veturia growled in frustration. Placing her head between her paws and closing her eyes, she tried to make herself comfortable and rest before heading back to another place to rest. Then suddenly, a voice caught her by surprise."Hey there, you're wounded! Allow me to help."Veturia bared her teeth at the stranger, her fur bristling as she adopted a defensive position towards the grey feline.
--
"Whoa hey-" Ramiel stopped in his tracks, surprised by her defensive reaction. "Sorry, I didn't intend to scare you. I'm not going to hurt you..." He started, unsure what to do. "I just want to help... My name is Ramiel. I have a den near here, with food and water..." How could he convince her he meant no harm? "Please, I can tell you're badly hurt. Let me help you."
--
The jaguar's heart was pounding, her golden and red eyes burning bright as flames were completely focused on the grey stranger. Vetura kept baring her teeth and unleashed her claws, now digging the dirt and ground beneath her.
"..."
Despite his kind words, Veturia stood silent, yet keeping her aggressive position towards the unknown feline.

Their Next Meeting: "Follow-Up Appointment"

Two weeks after Veturia left Ramiel's care, the hybrid became curious regarding her whereabouts and concerned for safety with her wounds. He sets out to find her, and follows a stale scent trail to one of her many dens. However, when he steps on a hidden hunter's trap, he finds himself wounded and stuck. A few hours pass before Veturia arrives, surprised to see Ramiel caught outside one of her dens. She manages to free him, and helps him to her den where she treats his mangled foot, thus returning the favor. Ramiel, forced to stay a few days until strong enough to travel, gets to know Veturia better as she begins to open up a bit.

In time, Veturia mentions that she once used her healing knowledge to save the life of a hurt jaguar who was close to death. Ramiel asked some questions and learned that this jaguar- apparently named Andras- was found around the time Ramiel's old leader in the Hunters vanished. From Veturia's description of her, Ramiel began to get the feeling that it might be the same cat...but he keeps quiet.

Description

Unfinished Roleplay/plot between Ramiel & Veturia (Shaymon )

Ramiel's Quest
Previous: fav.me/dcdi5wk
Next: fav.me/dcf83l9

Summary:
Ramiel is wondering around Solus territory enjoying the afternoon when he comes across a wounded jaguar. She regards him with natural hosility at first, being untrusting of strangers. After a few minutes of coaxing, she realizes it's in her best interest for survival to trust him enough to allow him to help her. Cautously she allows Ramiel to lead her to his den nearby, where he washes her wound in the stream outside the den. He sorts a clean nest for her in his den and she instructs him about healing herbs he should use for the wound. He follows her instruction and dresses her wounds, and allows her to sleep inside his den while he spends the night outside. In the morning he checks on her, then goes hunting for the both of them. However upon his return, she had vanished, and a dissapointed Ramiel was left alone with a freshly killed deer~
(Obviously we didn't get that far but we might continue this RP when we both have more time!)

Deep in the woods of Rome, a bright jaguar cautiously wandered through the bushes and grass. The big feline kept her head low and ears tucked close, only rising it to have quick glances at her surroundings as she continued her walk, often limping with her back leg that stained her path with crimson droplets of blood."Goddammit," The jaguar hissed to herself, barely keeping her own pace as the pain stung her like needles and crawled all the way up to the knee and hips. Despite her efforts, every step felt harder than the last, her body feeling heavier and heavier due the constant limping, slowing the injured cat in her way to find somewhere to hide. Finally, she spotted what seemed to be a safe place between a tall pine and some bushes.Veturia stopped and sighed, feeling too tired to keep on walking.
--
Ramiel slipped through the undergrowth silently. The sun overhead dappled his pelt with light that peered in between leaves and branches. It was a nice, cool day, and the forest birds sang their content. The scents of a growing earth filled the air; the smell of new grass and growth, the opening of the first flowers, the metallic scent of blood staining the ground- Ramiel stopped in his tracks, fur rising slightly. He bent his head to sniff at the fresh drops of blood upon blades of grass, and brushed against leaves of bushes. Someone was badly hurt! Alarmed and hoping they were okay, Ramiel began to follow the trail in the direction that it smelled the most fresh ..which took some going the wrong way to compare the scents to figure out. Once he was sure he was headed the right way, he padded quietly along, keeping low and staying alert in case of attack. Finally, he pushed his way past a shrub and spotted another feline who was scrapping out a place to lay down beside a large pine tree. At once Ramiel spotted the wound on her back leg, stained and matted with blood. Worried, he hurried forward toward her. "Hey there, you're wounded!" He greeted. His eyes showed his concern clear as day. "Allow me to help."
--
Once she found a quiet, safe spot to hide, Veturia dropped her body, her muscles aching due the effort and the pain in her leg burning like coals. Now that she had somewhere to hide, the jaguar cautiously examined the wounds: her left back leg was covered with bites, down to the rear ankle and thigh and staining her golden, dusty and spottered pelt with crimson. A huff escaped through the feline's jaws as she realized the wound was quite worse than expected, putting her in a compromising situation.
"If I only had my herbs..." Veturia growled in frustration. Placing her head between her paws and closing her eyes, she tried to make herself comfortable and rest before heading back to another place to rest. Then suddenly, a voice caught her by surprise."Hey there, you're wounded! Allow me to help."Veturia bared her teeth at the stranger, her fur bristling as she adopted a defensive position towards the grey feline.
--
"Whoa hey-" Ramiel stopped in his tracks, surprised by her defensive reaction. "Sorry, I didn't intend to scare you. I'm not going to hurt you..." He started, unsure what to do. "I just want to help... My name is Ramiel. I have a den near here, with food and water..." How could he convince her he meant no harm? "Please, I can tell you're badly hurt. Let me help you."
--
The jaguar's heart was pounding, her golden and red eyes burning bright as flames were completely focused on the grey stranger. Vetura kept baring her teeth and unleashed her claws, now digging the dirt and ground beneath her.
"..."
Despite his kind words, Veturia stood silent, yet keeping her aggressive position towards the unknown feline.

Their Next Meeting: "Follow-Up Appointment"

Two weeks after Veturia left Ramiel's care, the hybrid became curious regarding her whereabouts and concerned for safety with her wounds. He sets out to find her, and follows a stale scent trail to one of her many dens. However, when he steps on a hidden hunter's trap, he finds himself wounded and stuck. A few hours pass before Veturia arrives, surprised to see Ramiel caught outside one of her dens. She manages to free him, and helps him to her den where she treats his mangled foot, thus returning the favor. Ramiel, forced to stay a few days until strong enough to travel, gets to know Veturia better as she begins to open up a bit.

In time, Veturia mentions that she once used her healing knowledge to save the life of a hurt jaguar who was close to death. Ramiel asked some questions and learned that this jaguar- apparently named Andras- was found around the time Ramiel's old leader in the Hunters vanished. From Veturia's description of her, Ramiel began to get the feeling that it might be the same cat...but he keeps quiet.