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[H25-B] oh deer, we meet again {Feronia/Rakovanite}

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Sara Draconia

Wheezing Loiterer

PostPosted: Fri Oct 24, 2025 6:00 pm


Something had changed, giving Feronia a tiny bit more assurance of things. With a little more power thanks to a certain feline friend of Antisana, he walked out into the forest surrounding the cabin before venturing further and further towards the more populated areas of the city.

He hadn't seen Arakahn in a while, but he did wonder if he might find them again. So while he wandered, he tried finding his way to the food truck or near the street where he'd first ended up here. With all the different feelings in the area, some that apparently were something called chaos, he tried to think what the other had felt like. But with how everything was still new and confusing when it came to what was going on in this city and on this planet, he couldn't exactly be sure.

Remembering what they'd said, though, he did keep a bit of ribbon to try and hide his ears some more. With the leafy decoration of his fuku, his tail was at least sort of hidden. It was better than when he'd first made it here, even if he wasn't sure that his appearance was particularly offensive after he'd spoken with Maus and a few others. There were others here like him, yet they ran around without blending in. It confused him because he'd gotten the feeling that he should at least partially conform to the expectations here based on his first meeting.

Shaking his head a bit, he looked ahead and saw something that sparkled slightly on the ground. That and he thought something felt familiar but he couldn't quite place it yet.

Indigo_PPlateau
PostPosted: Sun Oct 26, 2025 12:04 pm


Sara Draconia

They didn’t patrol together every night. Rakovanite didn’t necessarily prefer to be alone… but he did occasionally prefer to not be with Devour, specifically. Patrolling with his personal Youma was not so different than walking an ill-mannered dog on a leash: lots of tugging and excitement and energy, when Rakovanite could’ve been just as happy to get by without all of that. A quiet night wasn’t a waste, could even be beneficial.

There were no quiet nights with Devour.

If there was prey near, she would seek it vehemently, and Rakovanite found it too troublesome to get in the way of that. He didn’t really… care what happened to most civilians who found themselves in Devour’s path, so long as it wasn’t a situation that could be turned against him. She was a creature designed to hunt, and he thought it would be cruel of him to expect her to stray from her instincts. If she wanted to chase whatever unpowered starseed caught her attention, fine. She was rarely so much of a hindrance as to be a danger to him.

But tonight, there was nearly nothing. Nearly. Devour scuttled between the shadows not unlike a roach. She kept her glow dim while she was on the move, flashing only intermittently as if she thought there was something nearby she could snare. But the chill of the night must’ve kept most things away. There was no prey. No enemies.

She didn’t- couldn’t- vocalize any of her complaints, but Rakovanite sensed her agitation well enough. He couldn’t read her mind, and she couldn’t inject thought into him, but perhaps it was some combination of her hallucinogenic glow and their bond that helped him understand:

’No people. No one here. Nothing to devour. Not fair not fair notfairnotfair.’

Rakovanite’s answering hum was soft and indulgent. “Pitiful thing.”

She scowled at him, all pointed teeth on display, lights flickering and fluttering, while dozens of legs clattered in rhythmic agitation. He sensed the mockery in her movements- ’Pitiful thing. You. Waste of time. Nothing to show for it.’

He huffed, shrugged dismissively. Just because he had nothing in hand didn’t mean it was a waste of time. Rakovanite appreciated his daily exercise. It didn’t need to involve combat-

’QUIET.’ This sensation she did intentionally slam at him, though he’d barely been making a sound at all. Devour scuttled nearer to him, then a bit farther, their bond thrumming with some sort of excited expectation that she was desperate to shove at him. She could feel something near. Enemy. Very edible. Just a sensation of ’want it, want it,’ and Rakovanite couldn’t think of a good reason not to let her.

A roll of his eyes, and Rakovanite waved her on. She scurried ahead eagerly, and he followed at a more contained pace. A Super Senshi. Judging by aura, they seemed alone, but with nothing to go on besides the way they felt, there was no telling what kind of magic they could use. The General could keep his distance while Devour… investigated. She would probably like to investigate with her mouth, but if the enemy was too troublesome for her to manage, Rakovanite could simply leave before he was spotted…

Ah… Or not.

Devour kept put of the Senshi’s sight, and Rakovanite was suitably colored that he definitely would not stand out in the dark of night if someone were to look for him. He couldn’t say the same about Fernoia. Rakovanite would recognize that shock of green hair and bright fuku from a mile away, easily visible from where he stood on a rooftop just above him. …But the Senshi was sure… piddling around a lot for someone who should feel that he was being stalked by a Youma and a General.

What was he reaching for on the ground…?

Rakovanite’s eyesight was, admittedly, subpar. He could barely see more than the glint of something reflected in the light of Devour’s glow as she prowled closer to Feronia, but as soon as he saw it, he had the thought that he didn’t want Devour coming in contact with Feronia- or his new trinket. That world- Rakovanite had escaped it. Everyone he’d spoken to had escaped it. But he didn’t know if a Youma could escape it, didn’t know if he’d be able to summon her back from… wherever that place was if she became ensnared.

He teleported from the rooftop, gaze locked singularly on Feronia’s arm reaching for the die on the ground as Rakovanite’s fingers locked around the stupid Senshi’s wrist. “Do not touch-”

Indigo_Plateau
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