"What mess did you get yourself into? Did you stumble too close to the cave?" Melania demanded harshly. There was so much annoyance in her voice that Feya flinched. For a split second Melania felt sorry for the pale faced girl.
Feyas skin was pale as ice, her hair a tangled messy, disarray and her dress was missing part of the skirt. She looked as though she had been.. well mauled by a bear. There were even cuts on her face and arm from the vine thorns. She looked pitiful, but Melania also remembered the sad cries of the bear cub who had done nothing to deserve its pain.
"Kill it, Melania. The big one. We could take it back together. With it no one could beat us." Feya told her softly, her voice barely a whisper. Melania raised a brow as things fell together in her head. Suddenly, she turned around and picked up Feya's bow and arrows.
"I will carry these back for you." Melania reassured her before walking over to see Kyera who was tending the mother bear. "How is she?" Melania asked looking at the bear's back where it was laying. Kyera however was sitting on its lower back so she could reach the bloody wounds.
"She will be okay. I can't believe Feya shot at a Ursa Superior. These bears are deadly even to hunting parties. If you don't touch them they dont touch you." Kyera ranted as she focused her energy into the wound. The majority of the wound was already healing from the inside out.
Melania jumped as a small nose sniffed her legs. She turned to see the wolf standing there, looking up at her in concern. A pretty laugh was followed by kneeling down and petting Ashara vigorously. The wolf's tail thumped the ground a few times to show her obvious enjoyment. Kyera watched curiously noticing a bond forming.
"I think she likes you." Kyera commented with a bit of a chuckle. She was starting to feel weak and the bear was almost fully healed.
"I have enjoyed hunting with Ashara." Melania replied and Kyera raised a brow. She knew these wolves didn't have names. Yet… this wolf seemed to enjoy the title and love she was getting from Melania.
A fourth wolf sled dashed into site. Lalia was looking like she was in her element. There was blood on her dress from skinning, and she had let her hair down at some point so it flowed down her back. She looked happy and excited right up until she noticed the Ursa Superior. Then her eyes bugged out as she pulled the wolf to a stop.
"Ferran heel." Lalia called out and the wolf turned, stopping the sled and herself. "Thank you old friend."
"What did Feya do?" Lalia demanded turning her attention away from the wolf.
"Why do you assume I did something wrong?" Feya demanded rather offended but all three Princess looked at her with disdain.
"I don't know, maybe because Kyera and I know better than to to after a Ursa Superior with or without a cub." Melania replied with a bit of distaste in her tone. She took offense to that question and it was clear in her eyes she was angered.
"Feya to be fair, it is Always you." Lalia pointed out, shooting a glare at Feya that could stop a Ursa Superior in their tracks.