Sacha scowls as her arrow misses her target. She curses and grabs for another arrow before jumping back as the girl comes towards her. Narrowing her eyes she pulls out the dagger instead and holds it, ready to keep the girl from hitting her with the dagger she held.

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Fabine scoffs. "Stop doubting my abilities Jayden." He says harshly, before pushing his way past the other boy and leaving camp. He grumbles to himself about useless Broms not wanting to help out their leader. He glances back to see if Jayden was following. "How good are you in a fight Jayden? I'm not going to be killed or severely injured because you can't hold your own against a Rabin." He sneers at him.

Jayden rolls his eyes, "I can handle myself." He follows quietly and eyes Fabine as they move along. He knew he could fend off a Rabin or two. Did he want to? Probably not. He saw the uneeded fighting as a waste of energy. If something were to go wrong after all the viable Brom's were injured, people would definitely find issues with Fabine's leadership.

Paisley first attack was blocked but it didn't deter her. Instead it seemed to make her want to win the fight even more. Her goal was to leave with no major injuries and leave the battle field with a lot less blood then when she came. She whipped her dagger out in front of her and struck. She aimed for Sasha's the right shoulder, since it would be more difficult for the girl to fire with her shoulder torn up.

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Fabine scoffs. "If you say so." He twirls his dagger in his hand, eager to run across a Rabin. He spots the river in the distance and nods to Jayden. "If we are to run across a Rabin, the river is where that will happen. You ready?" He sneers a bit before breaking into a brisk jog, not looking to see if the other boy was following.

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Sacha tries to dodge that one, but it clips her shoulder. She gasps as her arm burns with hot pain. The dagger falls from her hand as she uses it to cover the wound, trying to limit blood loss. She glares at Paisley, now angry. "Ohhhh you'll pay for that one!" She snarls and pulls out an arrow, notching it in her bow.

Jayden replies by smoothly shifting into his mountain lion form. His paws slam onto the forest floor midstep and he shakes his fur out. "Let's do this," he huffs as he follows his leader to the river. Oh, how he wish he was in his tent. The brawler perked his ears up in anticipation.

Fabine scans the Rabin side of the river for any sign of life and smirks, hearing a distant fight. "Perfect!" He glances around for Jayden. Content that he was close enough, Fabine begins running full out towards the fighting sounds, eager to kill a Rabin if one was partaking in said fight.

Jayden picks up his pace and bounds after his leader. His powerful paws move with audible thuds. The brawler gazes along the river as they move for any sign of activity.

Fabine reaches the river and smirks, spotting the Rabin leader and Paisley locked in a fight. He rubs his hands together with a sneer. "Do you see Jayden? Our target dead ahead! Sacha. Rabin leader." He pops his knuckles and pulls out his dagger. "This night, her head will roll."

Jayden lifts his head in the direction that Fabine was motioning towards. He internally frowns at the sight of the Rabin leader. He just knew this was a bad idea. Nonetheless, he follows his leader silently and braces himself for a fight.
"It seems someones already fighting her." He comments, not mentioning how he thought three on one was an unfair advantage on their part. He anticipated Fabine's possible response, "That just makes this all the more fun! We have a better chance at wiping her off the face of this earth!" He could almost hear the words in the Brom leader's voice.

Fabine stretches a bit. "Yep, that would be a fellow Brom Jayden!! Ooooo can you smell it yet? The blood?" He inhales. "I can. She will die today. And it will make this so much more fun being three on one! We have a much better chance of wiping her off the face of this earth!" He laughs wickedly and picks up the pace. "We'll circle around, keep her from retreating back to her camp." He nods, mostly talking to himself. "With the Rabins losing their precious leader, they will fall. AND I WILL RULE THIS PLACE!"

Jayden remains silent during Fabine's monolouge as they move along. He didn't agree with Fabine's goal but arguing with him would prove to be futile. "Let's do this," he mutters to himself. He inwardly hopes more Rabin's would join the fight. Besides, Sacha fought with a bow and arrow. He'd much prefer another brawler, someone his own size so there'd be a fair fight.

Fabine reaches the river's edge and looks down at the swirling water. He glances at Sacha and Paisley locked in their fight, before jumping across the river. He smirks and heads in a large U shape to stay out of sight, but close enough to see the pair. He looks behind and around him on occasion to make sure Jayden was still following, and that no Rabins were trying to cut them off.

Jayden falls completely silent and leaps over the thinner part of the river. He lands heavy on his paws and flexes his claws against to soil. He could feel the fur on his spine raise as they entered enemy territory. If anything went wrong, they would be outnumbered. Jayden shook his fur out to chase doubt from his mind as he psyched himself up for the fight that would ensue.

Fabine smirks a bit and looks around once more before heading in a straight line towards Sacha. "You ready Jayden?" He asks in a low voice, clenching his dagger in his hand. He wasn't going to let anyone BUT him kill the Rabin leader. She had disrespected him too often. Even made his own members doubt his abilities. Hell, she'd even beaten him in a fight in front of Evelyn! No...he wouldn't stand for anything else from her. Death, and only death was what she deserved. And if anyone tried to stop him, or help her, well then they too would suffer by his hand.

"I suppose you could say that," Jayden whispers lowly. He slides into a stalking pose as they advance towards their target. Please let someone else join this... I don't want to tear apart a disadvantaged person, Rabin or not... The brawler thought to himself.

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Selena let out a sigh as she rubbed her eyes. She still couldn't get any rest, even after checking the supplies and training for a while. She stood up and shrugged her shoulders, before shifting and heading out the camp.
Maybe talking to Sacha will help, she thought, not willing to admit to herself that she was eager to talk to the girl.
She sniffed the ground and started to follow the girls trail. She made her way towards the border, her ears perking up when she heard talking, the voices speaking in angry tones. And that's when she smelt it. Broms. She quickly shifted again and slowly pulled her dagger out, walking quietly through the trees.

Kianna strolls out of her tent in her human form, a rare sight indeed. She casually made her way towards the center of camp. The brawler then stretches her arms above her head as she shakes the final vestiges of sleep from her body.
After a moment of scoping the clearing, Kianna turns to leave the camp.

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Dem sits at his home. After Fabine left, their parents had left their home to their second son. They died a few years back, and now the house was Dem's. He looks around the house and exhales softly, hating how big the house felt with no one else. He then gets to his feet and heads into the kitchen to get a snack. He runs his hand over the walls, wishing his parents had changed the wallpaper, the owl and tree design was such a horrible decision on their part, and he could never tell them why he wanted it to be changed back when they were alive. They died never knowing either son could shift.
Dem had found out a few weeks prior that he could shift, and that spurred his desire to seek out his brother. But lawyers and legal issues about his brother not being dead, therefore the house belonging to him had kept Dem at home. The house wasn't a mansion, but it was fairly large, and Dem's parents had left him a large sum of money, so he could afford a good lawyer. Finally, he had won the case and the house was his.
Now he could go search for his brother and not worry about the government taking his house from him.
He makes himself a few sandwiches and packs a few bottles of water into a small backpack. He then grabs one of his and Fabine's favorite snacks, dried salmon, from the cupboard. He'd been saving this and hoped it would help relate to his brother after all these years.
He looks around the small home before heading out the door, determined to find his missing brother. He locks the door behind him and sticks the key in his pocket before strolling down the street. He waves a greeting to his neighbors as he passes them, heading north, which was the direction he was pretty sure that Fabine had flown off that day he disappeared. But that was years ago...so Dem didn't hold much hope for actually finding his brother.
Several hours later, Dem reached the edge of his hometown. A large forest stood in front of him, stretching far into the distance. He exhales, glancing behind him before heading into the trees. He glances around as he walks. The forest was secluded enough, it made sense that might be where his brother would end up. It also smelled nice too. Some sort of flowers were scattered here and there. Dem didn't know plants. But he did recognize some oak trees, so that was...something, right?
He shakes his head, deciding to stop worrying about stupid trees and continue looking for his brother.
Several more hours passed and Dem was getting tired. Tired of walking, tired of looking for someone who obviously didn't want to be found.
He slows his pace and put his head in his hands. "Oh Dem, you foolish child!" He growls to himself, hitting his palm against his forehead in frustration. "You're never going to find him at this pace." He then kicks a rock in anger and irritation. Who was he to think he could actually find his brother after all these years??
He groans as pain shoots up his foot. He grumbles and glares at the rock, before shaking his head and continuing to walk. He'd gotten this far and wasn't going to give up no matter how hopeless it all seemed.
Eventually, he reaches a dense part of the forest, where the trees grew closer together. He stopped and took a swig of water, surveying the area around him. It didn't look different from the previous part of the forest...but it felt different. It felt....tenser.
Shaking his head, Dem returned the water bottle to his backpack and continued walking.
Through the trees Dem could see smoke rising from the trees far ahead. Which was weird. Only a few spots had the smoke, so it couldn't be a forest fire. Maybe people? People could mean Fabine!
Dem grins and quickens his pace to a brisk jog, deciding this wasn't a waste after all.
More hours passed and Dem could see the source of the fire up ahead. It looked like a camp, with three or so fires in the center. He was about 100 yards away, and could make out a circle of...tents? Dem creeps forward, keeping to the shadows. He could hear voices, and make out the sound of people moving around inside the camp. He frowns and reaches the edge. He glances around before lowering himself to his stomach and crawling forward through one of the bushes surrounding the camp.

Kianna swiftly shifts into her wolf form as she advances through the forest. She just had to shake the dreams she had the night prior regarding her... sister. The brawler decides a journey through the forest should clear her mind; it usually did.
Now, whether or not her younger sister had suffered at the hands of Fabine eluded Kianna. She didn't have all the information, but her being the hot-headed girl she was made her jump to conclusions. Those unmistakeable feathers she found when it happened? She just knew he was responsible... images of that terrible night flash through her mind as she trots along. With a low growl, she breaks into a sprint. Maybe if her muscles burn, she could forget it all. At least for a moment. She could hear the river's roar from her position in the forest, but decided to head towards the unclaimed terrtitory.