(I just had an idea for KR!)

Kilroy: He worked until noon, when it was time for his lunch break. But instead of going home or eating something packed, he sent a letter and then walked across camp to his father’s house. It had been several months since he had been here. He had moved out two years ago, and now he hardly went even near it. He knew that Fig would not be home, so he let himself in and slipped through the tented rooms to the backyard.

Kilroy hardly looked up, or took note of any of the new, clean changes. He did not care to know anything more about Fig. He retrieved the hidden key from under a bush and open the padlocked door of the armory shed. The vial was there, where he knew it would be. The liquid glinted darkly in the sunlight. He slipped it into his satchel and left, making sure to return everything else as he had found it.

He was back in the silo, working, by the end of his break.

Kelly:

She smiled softly and chuckled as he spoke, leaning closer to Merrick.

She understood that Aaron didn't know. He didn't know that... Angel was dead. Kelly stiffened and glanced back at Aaron, and bit her lip gently.

A single tear rolled down Kelly's cheek, but she quickly swiped it away. "Y-You don't know, d-don't you? From the way you speak about... h-her... i-it doesn't seem like you k-know." Kelly pulled her hand away from Merrick's and used it to brush back her hair.

"Aaron, my mother is-" Kelly's voice cracked and she buried her face in her hands.

"I'm the reason both of my parents are dead. It's all my fault," she said in a quiet, muffled voice.

Yep. Great job, Kelly. Oh, and so much for a good first impression, her mind growled at her.

Rayla:

She wondered what she could do in the meantime, the council meeting wasn't for a few hours

Fawnroot:

She snorted in amusement and flicked her tail as she watched him leave. Once his hoofbeats faded, she turned back to the cave and finished organizing the different remedies and plants.

Hawkflight: He stopped outside the medicine mare den and flicked his ears at Angelstar. He noticed Callum wasn’t in the cave anymore. Hawkflight spotted his hoofprints and his scent that led towards the lake and the stallion flexed his wings, an idea forming in his mind. He looked back to the filly. “Go inside and see her-I’ll be there soon.”

Reba: She went back to the fire pit and looked through the basket of nuts and fruits that Avery had given her. There was a little bit left, but definitely not enough to make a great pregame feast. “If it is all right, I think I will go out to forage some more.” she signed.

Fig: He sense that he was losing Espen, and he glanced back at the Tavern door. He hoped Ben would come out already and affirm his identity so he could take Espen out somewhere.

(I’m not impatient, but Fig is)

(heyyy!)

Rayla:

"Thank you."

(Bye)

(I gtggg)

Rayla:

SHe shrugged. "It varies, usually just hearing trials, sometimes helping question centaurs or giving meals to the poor and so forth."

Espen:

"Sure," he said softly, looking down. Espen wasn't sure in anything right then, what his heart's deepest desire was just to settle in a warm home with a family and be a kid again.

Sultaan:

He smiled at Reba's ecstatic eagerness for a competition he wasn't exceedingly passionate about. But nonetheless, he wasn't going to do it for anything else but for her. In fact, it had been a long time since he did anything of this sort for someone that wasn't to be able to live.

Callum:

He picked it up, and with a flirty wink at Fawn, broke into a trot in the direction where the mare had pointed out.

Ulrani:

She smiled gently. "What kind of work is it, Rayla?"

(AAAAAAAA SWEETIE?!!?!?!? REEEEEEE) Fawnroot:

She blushed again, her wings sagging. “A-Ah...I see.” She nuzzled his cheek. “Be safe and hurry back.” She said simply with a playful smile, then nosed the basket closer to Callum’s hooves.

Ben:

He nodded to Ulrani. “Got it. I can do that. I’ll help her.”

(Hold on yall, I gtg take a shower)

Rayla:

She nodded, "How long before I'm able to work again?"

Espen:

He shrugged. "I don't really know, to be honest, Mr. Fig," he said softly.

Ulrani:

"If you are still going to the council, you must take it easy. And when the moment arrives for you to leave, go home immediately and rest," she advised, raising her eyebrows at Ben. "It would be best if you or someone else would help her keep with this task."

Callum:

"No need to apologize, sweetie. I was just messing with you," he reassured her with a tender kiss on her forehead. "I'll be back." (AIIIIISDLGKNSDGLKSDNF AIAIIIAIIAIAIIAIIIIIIIII)

Sultaan:

"It's usually on the third day of each month. It's tomorrow," he signed, his eyes rounding.

Fawnroot:

She stared at Callum, her heart skipping. Her face flushed and her ears turned red-she had also forgotten how he held her up with ease. Fawnroot inhaled slowly, and tried to find her voice. “I apologize-um...It’s-It’s right behind the cave a couple paces south. It’s very close.” She told him, then swallowed and sheepishly smiled.

(MUEEHEHEHEHEHE)

(aaaaaaaand for Sultaan XD) Reba: She smiled. “I will come out with you and watch! When is the competition?” Though Sultaan’s words were sincere, she could sense a spark of fear behind them. Was it because of the neglect he had suffered for so long? If it was, she would supply him the unconditional positive regard he needed.

(she‘s a humanist 😂)