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:33 < *ac isnt at her device right now*
:33 < *shes purrobably busy hunting or purrlaying or doing something else fun!*
:33 < *so purrlease leave a message after the b33p and shell get back to you asap X33*

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[bestestfurrend]

[Quadrant arguments can wait! Nepeta has already fallen into a crouch, slinking along the ground with surprising grace and agility for someone who seems to spend more of her time being cheerfully noisy and noticeable.]

[dicey]

[readies her gun, aims...]

D: I didn't get this tag, sorry! And apologies for the delays, dad's bday weekend

[bestestfurrend]

[Nepeta springs, flying through the air at their prey, claws extending themselves!]

don't worry about it! <3

[dicey]

[CHARGES]

[as best as she can, anyway]

Is it a wolf?

<3!

[bestestfurrend]

[Sorry Vriska, Nepeta can't reply, she's kind of busy wrestling with a monstrous bear right now.]

[dicey]

... That's not a wolf.

[bestestfurrend]

It smelled us out and was going to attack!

[Rude, Vriska, she's busy fighting a bear here!]

[dicey]

I'm saving my bullets for wolves.

[bestestfurrend]

[Nepeta just growls, slashing at a leg with her claws, trying to get it to run off as opposed to killing it.]

[dicey]

Just leave it! We have bigger things to worry about.

[bestestfurrend]

I have to stop it from following us first, Vriska!

[dicey]

Uuuuuuuugh. Fine!

[TAKES AIM]

[bestestfurrend]

[Before Vriska can fire, however, the bear roars in pain and manages to throw Nepeta off, but it seems like it's trying to run away rather than attack again now.]

[dicey]

Finally! Stupid animals.

[bestestfurrend]

They have to eat too, Vriska.

[She's slowly picking herself up from the ground, wincing before lapping at a rather bad cut down her arm.]

[dicey]

[watching her critically]

That is really gross.

[bestestfurrend]

It'll be more gross if I don't and it gets infected!

[dicey]

So put water on it or something; geez!

[bestestfurrend]

If the water's not clean it'll make it worse! Who's the expurrienced hunter here, after all??

[dicey]

I bet I've been hurt more times than you.

[bestestfurrend]

That just makes you less careful than I am! Or not as good at hunting! [Nepeta's grey face has gone even paler than usual; the cut's deep and she doesn't look forward to explaining it to Equius.]

[dicey]

Oooooooor I do more of it.

[bestestfurrend]

You really don't, Vriska.

[dicey]

You wouldn't know!

[bestestfurrend]

I don't think I should go after wolves before I take care of this cut.

[Though it has more to do with suddenly feeling less safe with Vriska at her back during a hunting expedition than from any real worry about the wound.]