[PRP] Paw Patrol (Stars Veiled with Smoke & Raven at Heart)

[Muffinsbaby]

Stars Veiled with Smoke paced back and forth in front of, what looked like, a pile of undergrowth. He could occasionally be seen murmuring to it and trying to push the largest log in front with no progress. Peering closer you could watch his panic rise, though his voice calling to inside the pile remained calm.

"We'll get you out, don't worry," He could be heard to say if one ventured close enough. All his attention was being paid to the pile with every effort to get inside. Digging, pulling, biting, pushing - all efforts fruitless.

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[purplerosesbeauty]

Raven at Heart kept herself busy. She often traveled in long straight lines, going whichever way her heart desired, following the littlest impulses. In this case, her path was offset by a buck's voice, gently coaxing her. Curious, she stepped closer, to see a glittery purple buck digging in front of a pile. For a moment, she wanted to leave him in his insanity, but she heard a noise - a cry. From inside the pile of undergrowth the buck was in front of. The noise of someone or something afraid and in pain.

Raven's heart lurched in sympathy, and she gave in to her curiosity, cautious and approaching the buck. "Hello there. Don't mean to disturb you, but... can I help you?" Her voice was gentle, lyrical. Her ears flicked and she looked down at the pile of underbrush, where she could see clearly the log he was trying to move. "It will be easier with two kin, you know."

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[Muffinsbaby]

Veiled had been so focused on the trapped creature and figuring out how to free it that the voice of another made him jump, though he tried to hide it quickly enough.

"Ah, yes, thank you," He stammered before clearing his throat and donning the resemblance of neutrality, "You're certainly right."

He paced once more in front of the pile, searching for strengths and weaknesses. He didnt want the structure to collapse onto the poor creature after all.

"I startled it," He confessed as he focused on his current task, "It ran into this thicket here and suddenly everything shifted trapping it inside. It's my fault." The last sentence, if one were to truly listen, could hear the guilt through the crafted indifference.

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