Misha meets Kianna's eyes with an unreadable look before she snaps her gaze up to Fabine. She crosses her arms. "Um, kinda! I super got kidnapped and tortured by sickos." She cocks her head. "Or is that above your pay grade?"

Kianna frowns as Misha stares at her, but rolls her eyes at Fabine's remark to her. She begins to turn and climb up onto the bank. She jumps up and lands, shaking the water out of her fur. The arrows had snapped during the fight but the head and some of the shaft were still embedded in her shoulder. She groaned inwardly.

<Snipped quote by wallaberry>

Elauna looks at Kianna and frowns. "Are you okay?" She calls, grimacing a bit. A healer's supposed to heal...right? Plus this seemed like something that Destin would do. Best not to piss off the master so early.

Misha makes a choked growling noise. She scampers after him, grabbing at his sleeve to try to force him to pay attention to her. "They didn't want me for the great company." She paused for dramatic effect. "They were looking for shifters. And testing on them. That doesn't freak you out?"

<Snipped quote by Fionraella>

Kianna laps at her wounds but stops as Elauna calls out to her. She looks the girl over cautiously. "Wouldn't that really bother your wonderful leader?" She asks, not sure if she should trust her offer.

Misha reaches out to claw at him again. "The issue is that they electrocuted me, tryin' to make me shift, and evident-all-y they want more test subjects now that it didn't work out so well." She straightened herself as squarely as she could, looking up at him with her eyes without lifting her chin.

Misha snarled and elbowed him in the ribs, struggling to free herself from his grip. "Don't touch me, douchebag." She winces. "I don't know. Like I said, they totally fried my brain back there." She went quiet for a second, grasping for information. "Uh - They're outta that desert way down the interstate."

Misha flinched. "..Ya really don't give a shit about me, do you?" She followed slower, kicking at the leaf litter below her feet. She remembered with a jolt that they never found any firewood. She felt cold and damp in her clothes, now bitten through by the moisture in the air and the drips of water down the trees. It was nothing like the desert. "I just thought you might like to know there's a boogeyman out there," she said, voice low.

Misha snorted. "I'd hate to see how you treat you siblings if that's how you feel." She shook her head slowly, turning back to him with a look of confusion on her face. "Wait, so he really left? Or.. tried to.." She drew her gaze away and chose to focus on the patterns of pine bark instead.

With a shrug and an idle tilt of the head, Misha considered Destin. Her memories were still hazy but she remembered how they had been captured and - oh! Aya. She slid a sideways glance over at Fabine, wondering how much he knew. She shrugged it off. "Oh, you do have a family? You didn't just crawl outta some pit in the ground, already full of yourself?"

She made a brushing motion with her hand. "Aw." She studied his face, her own expression filled with smug curiosity. "Were they not cool enough for you? Wrong style?" She tried to imagine what his family would look like, but she couldn't visualize anything.