Neyrii looked at the void and smirked, only to be thrown off Nekoryu. She suffered deep pain in her paw but leaped back up and growled. Aaron, put away the sword. You will hurt yourself. Let the dog do the dirty work. She regretted doing it, but she winked at Aaron and leaped behind Nekoryu. Again she leaped onto its back and bit viciously at the scruff trying to get a hold. She bit the scruff, and immediately held the monster still. See, I hate doing this because it is what paralyses it for a while. Won't wake up for an hour. She leaped down and shook her head. This is so disorienting. Only mothers are allowed to do that. I am so ashamed... She loped off, holding one paw tight to her side.

Neyrii shook her head. It is not dangerous, only frightening. Fall down a few holes, and walk out. I'll show you. Neyrii leaped in, her blue eyes lighting up the dark. She lept down ten holes and found Aryen, smirking at her face. Come along scare face. She nudged Ayren onto her back and sprinted out of the void. Ta-da. She plopped Ayren down, unfortunately in the stream. Well, unfortunate for Ayren, Neyrii would have burst out laughing if she could.

Neyrii glared at Ayren I don't choose to be this way, Demesne! Her voice had a sharp edge to it, warning Ayren that she could let out the claws she used earlier in a heartbeat. She made a growling sound, poised in a spawling action. She made a swift turn and padded off to Nekoryu. After a minute, she swatted towards Ayren with her tail to reassure dominance, as dogs often did.

Neyrii stood on her hind legs and batted away the torch. Are you blind? Ah, Aaron Aaron Aaron. Just because your a princess doesn't mean you need to rely on others. And, Demesne, as so many people say so I am your sister so I don't care what your name is. Atleast I know how to track you down next time you steal gold from an innocent child or someone again. To a commoner, she would be in a snapping fit. She ended with a stiffly sharp growl that started with a hissing noise. She leaped up and rested her paws on Ayren's shoulders as if knocking her down like a bowling pin, looking in her eyes with hypnotic blue eyes. Lie to me again and the sky is the last thing you'll see. Aaron? He will go down almost as easy. She slid off with a push of her paws, her head deep below her haunches like a lion.

Neyrii was crabby for another reason, from the recent fight with the wolf she had met the other day. That was the first fight she had lost to a male, or anything. She stopped in mid-step, one paw frozen in the air. She was lost in her own memory, but not quite her own. More like a doll memory that she herself never experienced. Something burned behind her eyes, she shook her head and sped up to the others. Atleast you have a life of your own, your own memories, your own mind... I have to stomp around in another strange world called Yezus... Everything is red as blood... I know nothing of my own life, if I ever had one... The last part about Yezus was talking to herself, but also almost directed to Ayren. Neyrii's icy glowing blue eyes shown like chrystals as bright as the sun. As soon as no one was looking, she padded to the exit and leaped out. She needed a bit of alone time. She padded in the direction of where she had the smack down fight with the wolf, seeking out a way to apologise in a way that he would understand.

Before Neyrii got too far, she galloped to the cage. She looked it up and down, and found a weak spot. She beared her teeth and bit the bars as hard as she could, and they snapped like a twig. I could have left you there. I could have let you suffer. I could have disappeared forever. But I have a heart too. Think about your words, sir. She quickly padded to the cave where she met the wolf. As soon as she saw the yellow glowing eyes appeared at the far edge, she almost smiled.

(not you lol)
Neyrii nosed the ground, and said goodbye to the wolf male, trotting to the shelter. She stood there like a brick, glaring at Ayren. If only I knew just one person with a real mind... She shook her head. After giving a swift sniff to the air, she opened her eyes. The sky was a rosy kind of color, but more like blood. In her new mind, the sky would appear to be dying. Otherwise the end of the world. Neyrii yelped and rushed for cover.

Neyrii lifted her nose in the air, trying to catch a scent. Any scent. She leaped into the brush, landing in a playful position. She stood up, searching around. The light of the moon reflected on a dead pheasant, which of course Neyrii couldn't resist. She smelt odors of humans, very strong odors. She dropped down and crawled to the pheasant, then grabbed it by the neck just to be rewarded with the painful sensation of being caught in a cage. The cage, unlike most, was solid with no holes. She scratched at the sides but felt herself being lifted. The feeling was sickening, like being thrown off a cliff with an anvil taped to your chest while you were in the middle of vomiting. The empty feeling. She soon gave up and rested her chin on her paws. As soon as she felt a loud thump, she sprung to her feet and hit her head on the top. She had a bad feeling about this, either they were hunters or assassins who found out she used to be the princess.

Neyrii yelped, getting cut by the shards of iron. She was beginning to bleed. But it was no ordinary cage, every dent just popped out again, the gashes sealing themselves. Neyrii whimpered, her eyes flicking around wildly. Its moving! Its moving! That, was true. The cage was being pulled upward by a silk cord, but thicker than just a thread or a rope. She scraped her claws against the walls, but of course it failed. She bit furiously, but that didn'y work either. So there she was, her legs sprawled out beneath her.