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Cedar smiled gently, with his head still tipped to the side. He approached the girl, looking for a spot to sit down next her without destroying the bed, cratering the mattress, or destroying a chair. Sadly, like basically every place that catered to wholly human, or at least, baseline human-like clientel, none of the furnishings were "really" made to suit somebody of his proportions. A bit dejectedly, he sat on the floor in front of the bed, and just to the side of where the girl was seated. He only had to look up at her slightly at least, despite sitting on the floor.

"I' ain't 'bout why sumbody woul', I' about why sumbody woundn'."

He straightened the posture of his head and looked at her with glittering brown eyes.

"Unless ya gots a reason tuh, ain't no reason not tuh. Anybuddy wit' a heart in 'er ches', an feels like a person aughta-- 'Ey aint gunna leave a lil' girl like yas hangin'. Like 'at girl Nina-- All I dids was le' 'er know, and she dun all dis."

He chuckled, and smiled warmly doing his best to not show any teeth, while gesturing at her new clothes, the bucket of water on the floor, and the room in general.

"She a real nice girl, uh think. I's jus' di' muh bes' ta fix 'at hole in ya ches'." he continued, gently pointing at her bodice where the hole once was. ".. Gots ya aways from 'em lou' people's downstarrs." The smile and glittery eyes returned. "Glads ya feelin' be'er..."

When asked if he knew the elf downstairs, his expression darkened a little in confusion, and he blinked rapidly, trying to think of how to answer such a question.

"Well.. I dun know 'er at well. Jus' met 'er yes'erday. She seem nice enough on firs' glance 'dou."
Cedar nodded, then carefully turned all the way around to lean in and look through the open doorway, then tilted his head and clutched the front of his robe in a very sorry and sappy expression.

"Ohh.. I's so glad she ou' from un'er 'at bed..." he mused to himself as his ears sagged to the sides of his head. He took a moment to compose himself, then very carefully and timidly entered the room.

"Are ya feelin' be'er naow lil' miss?" he asked shyly, carefully gauging the girl's body posture and language at his approach, while still clutching the front of his robe with his left hand. "Lil' Miss Nina said she'a bringin' ya sum tea, and summat ta eat. Ya thinks ya'll be a'right?"
"Well.. 'n orders ta un'erstan' why I's 'ere, ya gotta knows not e'eryones in mys'ville's a to'al ass. 'Eres a' leas' 4 peoples in taown as ain't right asses-- Da inn keeper fellar, Da mage twins: Vanquis an' 'is sis'r Flo, an' da blacksmith lady. In dis case, it'd be da mage twins, as runs da library. Vanquis a bit o' a tool-- Sharp a'a razor, but dumb a'a post. Real gif'ed, but always inna rush. Ne'er does i' righ', an' always blowed stuff up. 'Is si'er on 'e odder han'-- she real bookish. Real smar', and real careful. Anyway-- Vanquis decided he wanna keep up wit' all da latest happ'nins, and set 'iself up some kin'a 'scryin pool' outta an ol' bird bath. It blowed up acourse-- E'ery thang at fellar makes gets blowed up."

Cedar made a dramatic motion with his paws to indicate just how big the explosions were, while making a "boooch!" sound.

"Anyhoo-- AFORE it blowed up, at fellar see'd a vision 'bout at fellar in da big stone house gettin' bumped off, an' a war breakin' out. Made poor Vanquis right cross. Res' o' da villagers was sure happy when I tooked up da man'le-- It were Aug'st 'en, an' da farmers was right busy-- an' da loggers was righ' happy ta sees me off-"

He huffed irritably.

"'Em Fellars--- got rocks fer brains, I swears.. E'er since da fores' stopped tryin' ta keel the lot o' em, 'ey been alls 'sup'r eag'r' ta chop doawn purdy much e'ery tree inna fores'. They's gunna kill it dead as hell if'n they keeps at shit up. 'Ey righ' cross a' me an' muh pappy fer keepin' em outta all bu' 'e new-grown parts a' da place. Ah thin's 'eys was right 'appy ta sees me off 'n fact. I showed up ou'side Rascade 'bout a month la'er, and ask'd da local birdies if'n 'eyed keeps an eye on at fellar, an' afore I knowed it, I's gettin whacked onna head while I's sleepin' ou'side- Woked up in chains, an' got beat a bunch af'er."

Just then the door behind him opened, and Nina re-emerged, carrying the used toiletries.

"Your princess' freshened up now. I will send up some food and hot tea."

Cedar's head practically whipped around like lightning to take in the young woman.

"Oh! Thank'ye kin'ly miss Nina! How she doin'? She feelin' any' be'er?"

His words came about a bit too exuberant, but it was hard to suppress the palpable relief and thankfulness he was feeling.

"If'n ya need anythung, I'd be happy ta help yas 'nyways I can-- Hones'."
Cedar's expression boggled for a second, before changing to a somewhat worried expression.

"Wai.. wut? But yas... an' is jus' you an' me in da hall..." he stammered, before leveling out and refocusing his thoughts.

"Ya aint plannin' on ROBBIN' me is ya? I ain't got nutin' really wort' stealin' nohow. Purdy much jus da clothes on muh skin. Why ya gots at disguise up fer? An' why ya stealin' from hones' folk fer? Mos' jus' barely gittin' by. Life hard fer jus' 'bout e'rybody ya know?"

He shrugged.

"Why I's 'ere? Wit' all 'ese people?" He looked distant for a moment. "well... As kin'a compl'cated. Apparently, "It a crime" ta keeps an eye on the fellar as lives in at great big stone house, when tryin' ta keep 'im safe. I was all lockted up fer a whole week, an' beat with a stick, wit'out food. Real not nice peoples-- I's only le' ou' by at Matilda lady-- Rush' straig' in, and den straig' out. Da village near where I's lives be in real dang'r if'n war break out. I's comes mos'ly fer 'em, e'en if they ain't the nices' ta me. I dun wan' muh home burned any more an' they does. As fer how I's foun' out? Well... As a LONG convr'sation. Ya sure ya in fer it?"
Cedar walked out uneasily into the hall. He very much hoped the young tavern girl would be alright in there, given the dire warnings he had been given about the abused girl in the room-- and he hoped that the abused girl in the room would be treated well and fairly, and given a fair shake. Both things he was very nervous about. He very much hoped he was doing the right thing.

The fox-man was still in the hallway, and had resumed his disguise.

Cedar greeted him.

"Sorry 'bout before.." he stammered. "I gits... Uncomf'terble 'round too many people... and I's is very worried 'bout 'at girl... Both o' 'em. They both seems like they really nice people un'er neath, but... I' aint always easy ta tell."

He patted the fox-man on the shoulder.

"Muh name's Cedar, and I's half-bear, as ya kin see. I see's ya part fox-- bu' I dun min'. I knows it aint always easy being what we is-- but ya shouldn' hide what ya is neither. People aint always nice, nor understandin'--- Bu' ya shouldn' be ashamed a what yas is neither. I sure aint-- I jus' wish people were nicer sumtimes. But ya knows what? Sometimes they is! Likes me-- Ya dun has to hide what ya is 'roun' me. Jus' be yaself, an dun be 'shamed. Ne'r be ashamed a who an' what ya is, un'erstand?"

He tilted his head to one side in kind of a shrug, and made a weak but honest hint of a weary smile.

"AN' thank-ya for tellin' me 'bout the girl. I's'l see at she won't git hurt, and try ta convince 'er not tuh hurt nuhbody. Righ' naow, she just a scared lil' girl, surroun'ed by scary people."

He looked back at the door, hearing the dull murmur of Nina talking kindly inside.

"An sadly, I's seems no exception...."
"Oh, A'course miss Nina! Jus' a minute!" huffed the bear, as he levered himself upright at an almost alarming speed, then shuffled to the door, before opening it gently.

"C'mon in-- Lil' thang's all hidin' un'er da bed. Prolly scared o' a big thang like I is, but more ascared o's the people downstairs. Bringin' 'er up were prolly a good idear."

He turned his head over his shoulder and practically bellowed, but in a smooth and clam candor--

"Hey 'ere lil' miss! 'IS nice lady a 'ere ta help ya gits all cleaned up! 'Er name's Nina, an' she seem real nice. Won't ya come ou'? I's'll wait ou'side and e'vruthung. Ain't nuthin ta be a scared a- Jus' warm water & soap! Be a shame ta le' it all goes ta waste!"

He returned his attention to Nina. "I think's she more an' half-deaf. Poor thang. Ha'f blin' tuh, but 'at on'y work in muh favor. Mama say I is handsome, buh not many peoples agrees. Mos' seem ta think I's is scary." he chuckled. "Plenty a bears thinks I's cute 'dou."

He heaved in a sigh, not really relieved by his own attempt at humor. "I jus' don' wanna scare er no more an she already is.. Ya know? I's worried 'bout 'er." He leaned closer to Nina, much like he had down stairs. "I hears she was a "Owned" by sumbody, and she right mad as the folks downstairs as 'put a stop ta it', if'n ya knows what I mean. I dun think she e'er had a .. normal .. life. Aint tuh late to start naow, but gittin 'er ta sees it at way? ... Gonna take a bit I fear. ... She thinks I's had a han' in it... But I's jus' foun' out 'bout it like ya has. I jus' wan' her ta has a shot a' a normal life, ya know?"
Cedar backed away from the hall, opened the door after a gentle knock to let the girl know he was coming back in, then quickly darted back inside. He shut the door behind him with an almost palpable feeling of relief.

He really disliked being in such a confined space with so many people. It set off too many instinctual cues. He envied how 'easily' and "fluidly" full humans could handle that, and wondered how the odd fox-man managed it. He would have to ask more candidly later, when it was just the two of them. How he did that fancy trick to conceal his appearance was another, though he felt it was a two edged sword-- On the one hand, being able to fully pass as human in public would be very helpful in some circumstances, but on the other-- using it as a way of life? He was not at all ashamed of what he was-- how the world felt about it be damned. "Hiding" was not an acceptable recourse in his view.

"Sorry 'bout 'at." he said to the seemingly empty room, knowing full well the girl was hiding beneath the bed again. "E'res just too damn many people ou'side righ' naow. If'n I thought I'd fit, I'd be tempted ta hide unner 'at bed muself."

He plodded up to the side of the bed, then laid down on the floor beside it, with his back to the bed. Close enough that his presence would have to be tolerated, but not too close to invade her sanctum of refuge.

"I'mma take a nap. If'n ya needs anythung, or jus' wants ta talk, I'd be happy tuh."

He stretched and yawned. He was hungry enough to eat the butthole out of a 3 day old dead skunk-- RAW-- but that would mean having to endure that clusterfuck of a crowd downstairs again, and his nerves were shot. The repeated intrusions, conflictory requests, and other demands of his attention had rattled him, and he needed to calm down and relax. The terrified girl was at least quiet.

"If'n ya gits cold or summat, lemme know. I kin pull the blanket and pillaw down fer ya, and stuff it unner dere-- or ya can lay on muh back-- either one. I dun care."
Cedar crossed his arms, and was getting a little irritated.

He was hungry, and being accosted by too many people, too quickly, outside an area he had subconsciously staked territorial exclusion over, with contradictory demands.

"Lis'n. I'd be happy tuh try an' fin'ya somebody--er-- A nice bird ta deliver whate'er ya tryin' ta deliver tuh da castle. But be reason'ble here. Decides what ya gunna do, be sure 'bout it, DEN come sees me, aright?"

The words came out more cross than he had intended, and he winced inwardly at it. Why was it so difficult to deal with people sometimes, and not others? He didn't understand it.

"Uh means... " he stammered, then sighed. "Look, it ain't at hard, and talkin' bout it in da hallway ain't da bes' place. When ya knows what ya want, come tell me, aright? Until den, we's all pluggin' up da hall."
"I didn' bring 'er, 'hey did--" said Cedar somewhat dismissively. "All I knows is she hurt, and clearly been through a lot. Just honest decency ta see 'at she gets a decent shot at livin."

He looked at Matilda suspiciously a moment, appraising her.

"Ya prolly wants a raven, or a jackdaw. More likely ta fin' a jackdaw 'round 'ese parts. They likes livin' roun' people. Question is how we gonna convince one ta fly all a way up dere, lookin for a human they knows nothin 'bout. Normally, I ask the locals 'bout things in the local area as they normally lives in, at way 'eres no fuss. I kin go wanderin' outside lookin if ya wants, but caint really promise nutin. Birds is like anythung else-- gots dere own minds, an wants. Ya gots ta make it wort' dere while. Raven's smart'r. Lots smart'r. Almost people smart. Also, almost people selfish. Ya practically gots ta save 'er lives ta get at kind a relationship goin wit one."

He sucked in a deep breath, then let it out.

"Aright.. I' go lookin'. Make sure as nobody goes in 'ere, and dun scare at girl-- aright? She scared 'nuff. No pickin' er up and shakin' er, aright? Got 'nuff to try an salvage wit' at girl, dun need ta adds more trauma."

He looked at Kaito next.

"Dun think I dun forgot 'bout you neither mister. Dun go in dere. 'smportant."
"Yeah-- that'd be nice. Dun go in 'ere 'dou. Girl's fixin ta wet 'erself, she so scared. Hidin' uner da bed like a scared fox, and jus' as snappy. I gits the idear that if she coulda done sommat like plow somebody hard 'nuff ta shatter four ribs an' tear a shoulder, she'd a dun it by naow ta escape. She prolly outta juice at 'ta moment. All da same, she prolly bitecha if ya sticks ya nose unner 'dere. Say.... She did say at "Mean, cat-eyed elf woman's 'talent'" were "all over".. ....Ya s'pose?"

Cedar remained where he was, blocking all ingress or egress through the door with his bulk, but sucked in a breath and expended a little more of his power, despite the risk of going flat himself without warning, due to not eating right. His awareness of magical energies sharpened, but the only thing he could detect was the man right in front of him, who was under such a powerful aura, that it almost hurt looking at him this way.

Cedar raised an eyebrow in alarm at the man, but the aura seemed very tightly confined to just his person.

"Nah... I aint git'in nut'in from the nice elf lady downsta'rs.... But YA is practically bleedin' magic.. Care ta enlighten a fellar as ta what ya up ta son? I ain't gunna let ya in dere all glowed up like 'AT. Not tills I knows what ya up ta."

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