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Yet more rumors reached the lake. Rumors of yet another beast that wandered the wilderness of the Rukongai. Surviving alone against the wilds and monsters that dwelt within them. Yet again he felt the compulsion to seek the creature out in hopes to learn something new about himself. In hopes of gaining something. Once again the stories came from passing Shinigami. The stories he heard had piqued his interest. Umaroth, in curiosity and boredom, decided to head out to try and find the creature. He only had a direction. He didn't have an exact destination. All he knew was the direction to start walking. He would follow his instincts, because why would they lead him astray?

The dark scaled reptile pulled himself from the murky depths of his lake late at night once the preparations had been complete. His tail dragged itself effortlessly through the mud. Feathers dripped with lake water. A collection of fish was tied, with a cord through their gills, around his shoulder. What looked to be a rudimentary canteen was resting on the shore, looking to have been made from hardened mud. Umaroth had built it himself. He'd seen the things that the humans drank from when they needed to travel and spent some time creating one himself. It was...poorly made. Certainly not beautiful to look at. Lumpy and disproportionate as it was. But it stored the water he needed, and even had a lid.

Umaroth was choosing to set out alone for this. While travelling with Nesr and Lisa would have been enjoyable, he believed this to be a task better done by himself. Umaroth was going out in search of a Beast-Clansmen. If the reptile stumbled into its territory with his pack it might send the wrong message. But what was he looking for? From what he heard from the Shinigami, they'd only been investigating tales of fishermen being attacked or going missing. It wasn't much to go on. For all he knew he could be walking into a Hollows territory. But it didn't add up when he thought about it. Hollows were aggressive hunters always looking for food. Why would a Hollow just remain camped in one spot? Maybe he heard wrong. Maybe he didn't. It was worth investigating.

It took two days before Umaroth finally reached someplace that wasn't just woods. He'd run out of fish and had begun resorting to hunting game. With a raccoon in his stomach he didn't have to worry about eating for a little while, but wasn't entirely comfortable with sleeping out in the open. He wanted to find somewhere safe to call it quits for the night. But what he stumbled upon caught him by surprise. He actually smelled it first before he saw it. Water. His walking hurried as he picked up the pace to find the source of the scent, and what he did find surprised him. A lake. In the middle of the woods. As if it were isolated from the world. He spotted various channels, hidden by brush and trees, meaning that the lake was open for new things to swim in and out of.

His feet splashed the surface as he got close, and immediately began drinking. Oooh. It tasted a little different than his own lake. But wasn't anything horrible. Snorting, the reptile raised his head back up to look across the body of water. The sun was getting low and soon it would be night. This would be the best place to stay for the night before he decided to start going back to his own lake, and his pack, in the morning. He'd travelled far enough. But entering a new, strange, body of water meant that Umaroth would need to be careful. There was always the possibility something was beneath the tea colored surface. Narrowing those blue eyes, the reptile grumbled before slowly sliding himself into the water.

It was entirely different world beneath the surface. Sunlight bled through the rippling surface to provide just enough light for him to see. The nictitating membrane that covered his eyes so they were not bothered by the water did little to bother his vision. Even if there wasn't any light at all he wouldn't have any problem seeing since his vision was exceptional. A few bubbles danced out from his nostrils as he prepared to dive, satisfied that nothing was rising up from the depths to snatch him as he glided across the surface. But even if something was in the lake and attacked him...he was sure he could handle it. Eyes narrowing softly, the reptile aimed his head downwards. Like a rocket he propelled himself downwards with one stroke of that tail.

It was deeper than his. That caught him by surprise. Umaroth actually halted when he hit the thermocline, the sudden shift in water temperature. Should he continue? Did he simply happen upon a much deeper part of the lake? No. He needed to reel in the curiosity. He wasn't here to investigate the lake to make it a new home. He instead chose to relocate to a shallower part of the lake. Turning away from the dark and cold depths, the reptile sped off in a different direction. Finding what he was looking for, and snacking on a too curious fish, he began to settle himself in by shoving his legs into the mud. Should he fall asleep underwater the max amount of time he could go without breathing was two hours. He didn't need to worry about drowning because his brain would remain half awake and would wake up him up to surface when it was time. Still, he wasn't entirely comfortable sleeping in a strange new body of water...but it was better than out on the shore.

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{The good stuff}
Strength - 315 = 504 Points

Speed - 250 = 400 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 200 = 150 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 50 Points

Light Aura - 60 Points

Dark Aura - 40 Points

Instinct - 150 Points

Senses - 150 Points

Energy sensory - 0 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points

Total SP: 1115 Points


[Martial Arts: Street-Fighting] {2}

[Battle Analysis] {2}

[Pain Tolerance] {2}

[Strength of Will] {2}

[Intimidation] {2}

[Anti-Stealth] {2}

[Charisma / Leadership] {2}

[Acrobatics] {1}

Skill Points: 15 / 15

[Ippin]

OOC [Oh yeah, you saw that coming hue.]

Darkness. That was all she saw. The relief of being left alone. From all of the laughter and the pointing fingers. The noise that the humans always made towards her. That chilling, yet burning swelling that always boiled up from within her gut. There was nothing left but the silence that came after now that she was back in her element. Though, it wasn't the same as home. What was suppose to be a grand adventure and discovery became a total shit storm. What she thought to be a brand new discovery of proving her family wrong, actually became a nightmare of itself. She really did believe that the humans were just misunderstood. That maybe something happened and caused a bit of confusion during their interactions. But now she could see it all for what they really are. Dangerous.

Never did Ippin encounter people like them. Never did she leave home or fight for herself. Yeah, there those instances in which she had to run away, or tussle when it push came to shove. But now different. There was so much riding on her that she didn't have to do before hand. Now, she had to fight. She had to fight to survive. She didn't know the outside world beyond the sea. What dangers that resided in such a world. Too many to count. Too many to really know who or what to trust. Food was difficult at first. The small fish that roamed around in the lake helped to keep her belly full at times, then there those times that there were not a whole lot of them. So food became scarce at times.

She had to improvise. The plants and moss that grew in the water turned to be good to a certain degree. While at times they made her sick, and others she was fine with. Nevertheless, they were not filling. Ippin wasn't as small as she was back then. At this time, she was fully grown. A full grown adult Cecaelia. And with a bigger body meant she required more food. A girl gotta to eat, you know? For that reason, she had to extend her reach. And that meant beyond the safety of the water. It didn' take much time to realize that many other beings came the lake. Beings with four legs, and those with white masks. Humans often came by and fish out of the lake. Talking amongst themselves she picked up on a few things. Not that she wanted to or anything.

The animals that came to the lake used it as a watering hole. Humans came around to fish, swim, and to clean their clothes. It provided much variety for Ippin to really sink her teeth into. Like, she really had to. With the seasons change, the productivity of fish and life within the lake become scarce, so, she had to do what she didn't believe she would have to. She sought to go after the much larger beings. Bucks and other Deers were the first. This was pretty much at the point where she became desperate. She didn't know exactly what they would taste like, but judging from their composure, she couldn't resist.

Like with all prey, Ippin motioned slowly. Crawling inch by inch, hugging the lake floor as she did so. Her arms stretched out from all around. She waited, closing the distance. Arms slithered from out of the waters edge. Their tips subtly inching at the Bucks sides. Then... *SNAP* Ippin's arms shot from their point of cover and constricted the mammals front legs. Both arms wrapped around the stems of the animal's legs, as three others shot out to take hold of the Buck's antlers. This gave Ippin full grasp of the mammal, only using the remaining limbs to pull herself back into the water's depths. Those that occupied the animal fled in fear from the sudden ambush, terrified that they were to be next. There wasn't much left to what Ippin did. It was what her being told her to do. The Buck drowned in the lake, and its remains left to be washed ashore.

Ippin did this on many occasions. Not just with with the large mammals, but with Hollows too. These creatures put up more of a fight than that of the four legged beings. The only element that allowed for Ippin to succeed was the use of surprise. The sudden shock often terrifies most and causes them to lower their guard for an instant. That instant was all that she needed in order to haul their bodies into the water. From there, nature did its course. Coiling around their throats and restricting their movements, many of her prey weren't able to escape the depths of the lake, and so they drowned. This was how the Beast-girl was able to feed. This was how she was able to survive. Peer, unrestricted, unwaivering conviction. A moment of hesitation meant that she would starve. She couldn't have that happening.

From there on out, the people spoke of it. A creature that resided within the area that devoured those that came. Animals, Hollows, and at times... humans. It didn't matter. Ippin had to eat to survive. She had to survive in order to go home, where ever it was. Resting down below she could feel the change in the water. Ippin had been living in the lake for a long while now that she can tell when something was off. The temperature difference, the vibrations from bodily movements bounced off her sensitive skin. Every motion made in the water made a soft whish that can be heard within its depths. Even at the bottom of the lake, she can tell something was wrong. The layer of mucus that covered her eyes made things a bit clearer than most would often have underwater. Still, the darkness of the bottom made it a bit hazy to see beyond a certain point.

She took her time to float away, using only those muscle spasms in her tentacles to rise up smoothly from her resting point. The darkness faded away to that of a gentle warm light above. These were the sights that she could never get enough of. But sadly it wasn't the time to embrace the warm sensation, as a silhouette drifted overhead. Someone was in HER lake. Her territory had been invaded by something or by someone. Something that shouldn't be. Humans came to take her away from her family. They trespassed into her family's home and forced her to do terrible things. They took her from everything that she held dear to her. And now, they were trying to take away what was HERS. She wouldn't let them.

The Cecaelia was quiet. Ippin's muscles contracted and kicked, each cycle pushed against the water with little effort. The shadows from below blended with her natural magenta skin shrouded her natural form. Down below, as if the shadows were brought to life, her arms reached out, form an organic prison around this large prey. The pair of large eyes caught a glimpse of her target. The massive bulge on her back was all that the being would notice before it would be too late. Four arms formed the cage, three others followed closely behind as they extended toward its legs. Ippin's natural reach far exceeded that of any other being she had came into contact with. Eight feet of distance was what the Cecealia could reach.

Since the creature was already in the water, she couldn't resort to drowning. Still, she can strangle it to death. That was all that was needed. Ippin had the advantage in terms of form and reach. Once trapped in the suction cups of her arms, she would eat it.

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{References}

Strength - [100]*50% = 150 Points

Speed - [100]*25% = 125 Points

Spiritual Pressure - [80]/50% = 40 Points

Reiatsu Strength - [50]/50% = 25 Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [100] Points

Senses - [100] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points

SP Total: 530


Skillz

1. Analysis [1]

2. Pain Tolerance [1]

3. Battle Focus [1]

4. Strength of Will [1]

5. Stealth [1]

6. Battle Recovery [1]


SKP: 6/15

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Taking full advantage of the camouflage the lake provided her, the owner managed to get Umaroth right where she wanted him. The reptile was preparing to sleep. His brain was slowing down. He had begun to relax. But because he had Anti-Stealth, and terrific Instincts and Senses, he was spared from being her next meal. When her tentacles rushed for him the sudden shift in the water caught his attention immediately. Lidded eyes burst open as he caught the sight of those long arms trying to rise over top him and pin him in like he was caught in a net. But because he looked up, he failed to catch the three arms snaking their way towards him from below. Something thick and slimy wrapped itself around his leg. The reptile threw his head down to catch sight of the lake owners tentacles ensnaring his legs. For once Umaroth felt something he hadn't felt in years. Panic.

He fucked up. He fucked up big. He shouldn't have been so stupid to simply enter an unknown body of water without fully inspecting it first. Not since he was hunted and chased by the Shinigami did he feel actual panic. No. He needed to calm down. If he panicked he would drown. Whatever this thing was it did not know what it was trying to eat. He could feel the strange grip on his legs. It was not natural. It felt like his leg was being...sucked on for a moment rather than being held. Umaroth dug one clawed hand into the mud and pulled himself backwards, trying to wretch himself free of the tentacle drip. His strength, so much mightier than hers, would only pull the octopus further up from the depths. But Umaroth found he could not quite free himself so easily. Fine. That was fine too. This thing wanted to hold onto him? It better hold on tight.

Blue eyes blazed through that tea colored water as Umaroth, despite the grip, suddenly lunged backwards once more. He would not be caged by this creature. Bubbles escaped from between his jaws as he threw his gaze upwards to the lakes surface. He needed to get on land. One flick of his tail didn't just kick up a cloud of disturbed mud, but propelled him upwards and would drag Ippin behind him. She would experience herself the difference in her strength and the reptiles. Upwards and upwards, regardless of how many tentacles she latched onto him. He would not be stopped. Umaroth was the king. He was the king of the beasts.

Unless Ippin did something to stop him, the reptiles head would break the surface and let out a hearty exhale before inhaling deeply. Where was the closest shore? Within an instant he spotted it, and immediately began trying to drag the unknown assailant towards it. If he could get it on land he might have a better chance against it. He needed to get on land. He needed to get on land. He wasn't going to die in some nothing place like this and be food for whatever the fuck this was. His strength was far greater than hers. Even if she got those tentacles around his throat she would have trouble keeping him from moving. The reptile was just that much stronger than her. Unless the octopus did something she'd be dragged right out onto the shore like a fish out of water.

[Ippin]

WHAT THE HELL? This prey was strong. Ridiculously strong. What the Hell was this thing? Despite her attempts in pulling herself back, to slow down its movements, nothing worked. The thing about it was that it was nearly the same size as a human, but more rough around the edges, and more ugly looking too. In all honesty, she couldn't even classify the sort of being that she latched onto either. It didn't seem to be very much human after all. Based on what the texture was that her tentacles were clinging to, it felt entirely different from what she was use to. It wasn't hairy or smooth. This texture was entirely rough and jagged. Was Ippin against something entirely different from what she had encountered before?

Whatever it was that she had a hold on, it wasn't something that she could release and escape. She had to get rid of it as soon as possible. The water was where she was at her best. Her entire life had been revolved around the water. And unlike those that reside on the surface, she didn't require the need to take in air like they do. The best of her physical abilities were fully utilized when the right conditions were met. That was difference between her and her prey, since seeing how desperate this prey was to reach the surface, it required air. Wait. Surface? Oh Hell. This thing was really hauling ass to the surface. Crap. This wasn't going to end well for the Beast girl.

While she is more than capable of residing on land without any issues in terms of breathing, the issue resided more with moisture. Dry land lacked much moisture that didn't reside in the air. What Ippin needed was at least a pool of water to keep her body replenished. Both dirt and a few rocks were dragged along with the loli's body. She couldn't stop it. She couldn't keep it from reaching the surface, but, she couldn't let it go. For a fact it would bite her later if she did. For something this strong to be released would mean that it may reside on the surface and take all of her food. Her territory overall would be taken as she would be forced to remain in the water and starve to death. She'd lose everything if she let this thing go.

Ippin prepared herself for the worst. Hell, just being on the surface was already that. She didn't like it up there. Nevertheless, preparing herself didn't do nothing against the shock of the surface's warmth. The sun had already set, but the difference in moisture was completely different. The air was nice and cool, good enough to keep herself chilled for some time. However, there was another thing that she forgot to take into account; the dry dirt beneath. "Gguuuuhhhh." she muttered her displeasure softly. Once they broke through the surface of the water, Ippin drew her tentacles away from the floor. Her three limbs avoided the ground at all costs, forcing her to cling the scaly creature's thighs.

She didn't want to get near the floor. Or for as long as it could helped. Very much like an infant pretending that the floor was like lava, Ippin wrestled herself higher on the creature's body. Nearly forming a swelled up case on its back, the Beast girl's arms coiled around the base of its tail, wrapping her arms around the sides of its stomach and abs, though the remaining four appendages began to slowly constrict the snout and arms. Much of its anatomy remained a complete mystery to the girl as its weak points were no where to be seen. She had to wing it with the next best thing, suffocating it. Judging from its breathing and body expansion within her arms, it mean that the area that was to be its stomach housed vital parts to its survival.

Slimy and wet, the girl's body slowly engulfed the beast man. The suction cups gave the Cecaelia a bit of leverage in her grip, but judging from the creature's strength, it wouldn't do much. Ippin had to topple the creature. Bring it down quick and end it fast. While it wouldn't take long for it to peel her off of it Ippin searched. She had to rely on the means in which helped her survive on dry land. With the change in environment Ippin was a bit sluggish in terms of moving about on her own. The muscles scattered throughout her body expanded and closed, tightening around the body while at the same providing motion for Ippin.

Her bulbous side eyes frantically searched around. The only thing that she could use were the trees. The lake was surrounded by a dense tree line. Though there were many gaps in the formation, it was something that she could use. Though, with the creature wrestling with her, there wouldn't be much she could do on her own unless she jerked the creature towards them. The sharp ends that the creature had hurt. More than enough to cause a few of her muscles to retreat towards her main body. But she couldn't give up. She had to bring this thing down. She did what she could to jerk the creature towards the tree line ahead of it. Her own abdominal muscles kept gently slapping the backside of the scaly creature, almost nudging it. "Gguuueeewwww." she muttered defiantly as she reached out for one of the trees. Come on.

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For so long the water had been his ally. When lost and alone, hunting by Shinigami for being different, it was when he found the water that he finally found peace. When the monsters with white faces began to appear, it was with the water that he beat them before he grew in strength. He would pull them from the shores into the dark depths below, the air in their lungs quickly replaced with water. For the first time in his life the water was not his ally. It was this other creatures. Though he possessed so much more power than this unknown assailant, Umaroth felt an emotion he hadn't felt in a very long time. He was panicked. For a minute there he felt the very real threat of his life being taken from him. A eat or be eaten world. He very well nearly became the eaten. He made a stupid mistake. He was stupid to simply enter the lake. He was arrogant. He thought the water made him invincible.

While the threat of drowning was subsided when he took in that gulp of fresh air, the threat of the creature was still very present. He could still feel those slimy appendages pulling on him even as he wrestled his way ashore. But instead of releasing him like he believe it might, the thing actually pulled itself towards him and scaled his back. More and more of those appendages wormed themselves around him, trying to constrict his movement as best he could. Anger. Frustration. The need for survival. Those animalist, feral, instincts were kicking in. One was trying to wrap itself around his snout, but by yanking his head away and tilting it, Ippin found that tendril suddenly exploding with pain. The reptiles sharp teeth sank deeply into that tendril in particular.

The metallic taste of blood mixed poorly with her flesh and mucus like coating. Umaroth wanted to spit it out. But he couldn't. This was a fight not feeding. Umaroths jaws, packing all of that strength, easily did what they did to anything caught in that grip. There was a wet crunching sound was the tentacle in his mouth was bitten cleanly through. Flicking his head to toss aside the no longer attached portion of the tendril, Umaroth let out a bellowing roar as he began thrashing about. Clawed fingers sank themselves into whatever soft, tentacle flesh they could find. He wanted this thing off. Splashing about in the shallows or in the mud, Umaroth wasn't paying much attention to where he was as he clawed and pulled to try and get her off of him.

Another roar escaped him. Those feathers were standing all the way up. Those blue eyes displayed the ferocity inside him completely. They burned with a blue blaze that sought to burn everything around him. Every few moments he felt himself instinctively reaching for the power inside him. The wall that separated him from the power would become cracked, but then Umaroth would pull himself away from it. If he used it here he risked himself being caught up in it as well. There was also the possibility that his unique abilities would harm him just as much as this creature. He didn't notice that Ippin was reaching for a tree either. The difference in their strength meant she could do little to actually stop his movements. All she could do was hold onto him.

In circles he went. He kept trying to peel her off. But there was too much tentacle. Yeah, he could remove a portion of one but even more was still wrapped around his torso and limbs. He felt something slapping his back. Why wasn't it biting him? Jaws clenched together. Irritation. Umaroth was now annoyed. He spread his legs to shoulders width. The cecaeila would feel Umaroths chest suddenly puff up. He was taking in air? Then the roar came. It was if Umaroth became a great storm. The roar that escaped him was like thunder. Not only was it horrifyingly loud, no doubt heard from miles away, but the force behind it was like an intense wind suddenly pushing against Ippin. Would she be able to hold on? She was so horribly weaker than her intended prey, but she had an amazing grip on him. Umaroth's roar was pushing away the very ground beneath him, the water of the shore, and everything not nailed down. There was a loud rip as one or two close, smaller; trees were suddenly ripped out of the ground as that storm of a roar escaped his throat.

If she was still holding on after that, no doubt she was probably stunned as a result of the roar. Snarling, though his throat was raw, Umaroth turned his attention towards a rather thick tree. If this creature didn't want to get off of him, that was fine. Those clawed feet leapt off of the ground as he hurled himself at the thick trunk of one of those trees, his back turned so Ippin would be sandwiched between the reptile and the wood. Throwing himself with his 500 strength? He'd shatter that tree like it was nothing. Best part was he'd only be sore from doing it. Ippin, however, would be the one who would be hurting if she allowed herself to be caught in this attack.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1400 / 1500
-100 for Howlburst

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{Tech}
Technique Name: Howlburst

Class: 4

Technique Type: Other

Usable By?: Beast-Clan

Technique Element: Wind/Sound

Technique Description and Effects: A variation of the Howlrazer Ferality, Howlburst is an attack that focuses on raw damage rather than striking at something's hearing. A common tactic from an animal to cause intimidation is to roar, something that the Beast Clan know all too well about. Howlburst is used when someone has gotten too close for comfort and the Beast wants to make some distance. Using this technique, the Beast Clan roars and releases a sound wave from their body, pushing anything away from them. The wave is equal to their Strength stat, throwing back anything that has less strength than them.

How to use technique: Take a deep breath, build Reiatsu in the throat, and release it with a scream or howl of some sort.

Technique Drawbacks: Obviously, this technique cannot be used by mute characters. This technique also targets everyone except the user, including allies. This technique costs no reiatsu, due to being a physical feat. If used this technique can only be used three times within the span of ten posts since the first use, otherwise the character will lose their ability to talk for fifteen posts.

Made By: Raygin

Reserved? (Yes/No)?: No

[Ippin]

Everything went numb. Her body felt sore and weak. She didn't recall dragging herself on the floor, or the fact that one of her tentacles was completely paralyzed. What just happened to her? Everything was a blur. She remembered coiling around the strange creature, entrapping it within her body limbs. The struggle was real here as the creature wrestled with Ippin as she strived to maintain control over the course of the fight. The sharp pain that came with her tentacle being caught by the creature's jaws made the girl howl with agony. Nothing felt quite like it. Ippin had been torture ever since being brought onto dry land. Speared and piked, wrestled and tossed aside, tied and ensnared, she had experience things that were beyond what she would have in the sea.

The only thing that was close to what she enduring was that of a Shark bite. Much of the pressure that was caused by the tossing and turning were just small nicks as to what the bite was. Thankfully, the girl had no bones to really suffer any internal damage from the struggle. Normally, she'd be suffering from broken bones, fractures, and more than possibly a concussion. Her overall body structure was quite different from everyone else that she encountered. Yet, that alone wasn't able to save her from the piercing grip of the monster's talons. Their spear tips dug into her flesh and clawing through the surface of her muscles. What made it suck even more was that her muscles were sensitive from penetration.

The reason that Ippin is much stronger than most is due to the amount of muscle her body has. Unlike other animals and sea life forms, Ippin lacked a bone structure. No foundation but the fluids and muscle that made up her body. But in order to move it all her nerves had to be so ingrained to each muscle that it allows her to better control, and move each of them. That was what made her strong, and vulnerable at the same time. So when the pain came upon her, she felt it. When penetrated the way that she was she felt more like an exposed nerve. Vulnerable. Weak. Ippin's body was hurt. Then shortly after, being dirtied and soiled, she heard a cry. A loud pitched sound that engulfed her senses, turning everything she knew black. Little did she know that the extent of the damage was more than what it seemed.

After the Cecaelia blacked out, her entire went limp. Her body had been dragged, pummeled into the ground, then bashed into a tree. Despite losing consciousness her suction cups were still working. Nevertheless, they didn't fail to work until Umaroth charged the tree base. The level of force was more than enough to pull the girl away from the lizard's scaly hid. Tossing and turning the Cecaelia had no chance in avoiding the blunt blow against the tree. The sudden shock of the hit allowed her to regain consciousness, but not in the best of conditions though. The muscles were vibrating violently. Muscle spasms of the sort. The loss of a single appendage was what gave the girl quite the shock. She had to get up.

The Cecaelia's muscles extended and retracted. The repetative motion enabled the girl to slowly crawl towards the closest tree. The body was weak and frail at this point. But the worst was... she was losing blood, and exposed to the drying elements of the land. Ippin's naturally occurring mucus enabled her to stay moist as long as she was careful. But, in cases like these, the slick moist of her flesh made it more than possible for the dirt to catch onto her. The level of pain and discomfort was unbearable. Her sensitive flesh was being scratched by tons of dry artifacts, drying her body even quicker. In addition to that, her wound was contracting the same substances. Overall, she was drying up.

The ground remained hot from the day's light, something that began to burn through the moist that Ippin had been collecting in her stay in the water. But now, she herself was burning. Almost suffocating. The air wasn't the issue, it was the lack of moist that was doing her in. She had to hurry. Nestling the wound closely to her torso, carefully caressing it, all the Cecaelia could do was try to reach the water. Using the trees Ippin dragged herself. Every inch gained to the pool of water was torture. Grinding dirt and rocks against her flesh, the amount of moisture that covered her body was rapidly depleting. Each movement her body made with the dirt scratched her sensitive underbelly. Ippin wasn't like the Serpents, whose bodies were adaptive to hard surfaces. Ippin was somewhat the same in the manner of speaking, though those cases consisted of small shallow pools to at least get herself wet. This was different.

But she couldn't go on. She was burning all over. Ippin's distaste for the land was more than apparent as she was desperate. Her chest and belly ached. Ippin turned, resting herself on the back bulb to face the sky. The blue sky, never changing despite where she was. Beyond what she may seem, what features that were human were exposed. Being that of a young girl, who seemed to be that of a child of the age around thirteen. Adolescence. She withdrew into herself, angry, but most of all frightened. Her eyes wandered until they saw the creature again. She sheltered herself from what may come next, coiling instinctively into a small ball. Her humane eyes still watching, then closed. What was going to happen to her?

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Finally. Umaroth felt an intense feeling of satisfaction when the slimy, tight gripped, assailant was finally off of his body. Seems that the combination of his Howlburst and tree slamming did the trick. His tail swung itself back and forth in irritation, before the reptile released a roar upwards into the sky. A roar sent out to challenge anything that would question his might. Quickly he spun, scanning around for the creature. It was time for whatever it was to realize just how bad the mistake it made was. Umaroth intended to rip off each and every single one of those tentacles before finally smashing its head in. Or he could begin eating it while it still lived. Or maybe hang it from one of these trees. Such horrid, brutal, thoughts filled his head until he finally spotted the creature...trying to pull its way to the water.

A snarl escaped his lips as he hurridly stomped over, one clawed foot planting itself on a tentacle to keep the octopus from going any further. It was not getting away. The creature turned itself over as Umaroth raised one of his hands, intending to cut the creature open with one swipe, but when the roll was complete he...halted. Those blue eyes, filled with such intense fury moments before, became replaced with surprise and confusion. He was not looking at some random animal or Hollow...what he was looking at, what attacked him, was a Beast-Clansmen. He blinked, remaining frozen, as he simply stared at what he quickly identified as a female. For a moment those brutal thoughts resurfaced, fuel by a still burning anger, to defile her. Make her regret attacking him. But the feral thoughts were pushed aside quickly as Umaroth inspected her.

She was petite. She looked almost malnourished. She was small. Umaroth recognized the youth in her rather human like face. She recognized it because there were younglings in the human village that lived on his lakes shore. This thing was a child? Umaroth's arm began to lower itself. Despite the reptiles ferocious appearance and nature, he had a soft spot for children. Despite his appearance they were the ones to not run away from him. The village children were the ones who initially taught him how to speak. He had a soft spot for children. The smell of blood caught his attention as he looked at the injuries he'd inflicted on Ippin. Narrowing his eyes, Umaroth growled in irritation as he watched Ippin close her eyes as she readied herself for whatever her imagination and instincts told her what was coming.

She'd feel two hands beneath her body before being lifted off of the ground and, within a few moments, tossed back into the water. Not like he threw her or anything, more like he just lightly tossed her back into the depths. Sneering and snorting, Umaroth removed himself from the shallows and made his way to the treeline. He'd intruded on another Beast-Clans territory. He couldn't stay mad at what she did. She was a child merely defending what was hers. Resting his back against a tree, facing away from the lake, the reptile brought his knees to his chest and wrapped his tail around himself. He'd sleep out of the water tonight. He dared anything try to attack him this evening. The octopus was spared his wrath, but nothing else would be. He'd figure out what to do when the morning came.

[Ippin]

What just happened? At first she was cowering in fear for her life, then the next thing she knew she found herself being tossed back into the water. The girl was terrified beyond belief to what her current situation was, but to see that it turned out in a manner that she never predicted to happen, she was a bit shocked. Maybe she was too shocked that she started to hallucinate. But that was the thing about hallucinations, they just end at some time. This was something entirely different. She knew what water felt like. The chill of the sudden entrance that she made into the lake scrap away all the doubt of ever being seduced by a vivid dream.

A sharp sting pierced the open wound of the girl's appendage. Her mucus had begun encasing her body once again with a layer of slime. Its coating helped to stop the bleeding for some part, but it'll take time to heal. Though being in the water would help with that process, and with some things to eat too. The thing was, she couldn't ignore the beast that tossed her back into the lake. It spared her. Poking her head out of the surface, Ippin saw the creature. More better than before, without the shroud of the water, it resembled much of the humans in terms of nature. Yeah, it looked nothing like them, despite that fact, the way it moved was very much like them. Its figure was strange. Something off from what the Beast girl went against on a daily basis. This was indeed a first time encounter with something like it.

Its body wasn't like her own, rather it was much different than hers. Before, she saw it as a threat...well, it still is a threat. The injury that she suffered was due to this creature biting into her, and tearing it off. For that reason she had to remain cautious. However, she was in a much similar situation when she was attacked. The humans treated her in the same manner that they did with her. This creature wasn't doing anything before hand but defending itself. And while it had to upper hand on her, it didn't kill her. This thing could have torn her apart or much worse, and yet, it didn't. Why? Ippin thought about the reasons why it wouldn't. She couldn't come up with one.

Watching the Naga carefully, it seemed docile. The Cecaelia only watched the creature for some time as it did nothing but rest. Could she have been wrong? Well, it would have been better if it had announced itself to her before coming into her water. Still, she had to remedy the situation. After all, if this thing wanted to eat, then it would search for something to snack on. And from her perspective, there wasn't much to eat. The lake had been in a recovery stage. The Fish were already spawning and would take time before the fish in the water to begin stabilizing. That only left the land life to rely on. For that reason Ippin went hunting.

Shortly after a while the Beast girl returned with a young Buck. A few animals come to the lake to drink once it is dark. The safety that the night brings is unfathomable as few can really see in its shroud. But for Ippin, it makes for a good time to hunt. Using the same methods as she normally does when hunting, the Beast girl drift slowly from the lake's floor until she was into position. Once that was done she immediately caged the Buck in her grip and dragged the beast into the depths. From there, all Ippin had to do was wait out the creature until the air in its lungs was replaced with water. The young Buck would be easily dispatched without having to rip it apart, considering that she was down one tentacle at the moment. Still, she had to put in the effort so it didn't wiggle out of her grasp.

Once it stopped all movement she carried it out to the shore. The vastness of the night made the surface much more bearable. No heat meant no hot soil. The heavy residue of the water that the Beastclan member brought with her made the dirt into mud. Its moist surface helped to keep her body chilled enough for her task. Hopefully the small offering would be enough to satisfy its appetite when it woke up. She didn't want to be the next meal. And to be sure of that, she kept watch. This thing was what kept most of her focus, yet, she couldn't help but to notice the heard of humans coming from the opposite end of the lake. There was a lot of them. But as to their purpose being at the lake she didn't know. But first things first, she had to watch the strange creature.

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Bah. It's short.

Those eyes softly opened when he heard the thud. Did he even get any sleep? He wasn't sure. But what he WAS sure about was the fact that something got tossed by him. Turning his head to the right, the reptile blinked with surprise when he saw what was laid out before him. A dead deer? Where did it come from? Umaroth blinked before looking around the tree trunk at the lake. Imagine his surprise when he noticed that creature that he had tossed back into the water was right here, on the shore, watching him. The reptile blinked once again, looking at the dead deer and then at the female. Was it a offering? An asking of forgiveness for what had happened? Umaroth narrowed his eyes, wondering if that was the case, before pushing himself to his feet.

He snorted as he approached the deer and kneeled down before it. While he seemed to be focusing on the deer, his attention was still very much directed at the octopus girl. Those clawed hands dug their way into the carcass and got to work. The sounds of tearing muscles, snapping bones, and shifting meat was heard as Umaroth worked. The spine snapped easily enough, but the organs were being trouble. Snarling, Umaroth just ripped the intestines out and tossed them somewhere behind him. Same with the kidney and stomach. Didn't need that. Didn't need the liver either. Or the colon. All they needed was the fat and muscle. Within a few minutes, Umaroth was done. The back end of the deer was tossed back to Ippin, as Umaroth lifted the front half. He didn't need the entire deer.

He had tossed Ippin back the back half of the deer because he felt it had more meat. She was small. She looked starved. She needed it more than he did. The reptile then sat himself back down, no longer behind the tree, with his legs crossed and simply stared at Ippin. Reaching into the deer and ripping out some meat, he brought it to his jaws and took a bite. Down the hatch it went before he decided to try and communicate. "Can you speak?" He asked in that gravly, growly, voice. His eyes ended up settling on that damaged tentacle that he bit the tip off of. Would it heal back? Or was she stuck scarred like that? Granted, scars were what happened in this world. Scars were proof that you survived. The reptile had his own scars, but he wasn't missing bits off of a limb. Though, she did have a lot of limbs.

[Ippin]

Gah, it talks too. Ippin didn't realize that the Naga in front of her could muster the same speech as the humans do. The Beast girl has been around humans long enough to pick up on their language. Body language, verbal communication, together she had a general idea if what they say was either good, or bad. From what the lizard man was asking about, and judging from.....whatever facial expression it had, Ippin could tell that the Naga was curious. Seemed that her little gesture of peace made a small connection for them to interact with one another. Seems that the Naga was doing exactly the same as the humans were. That made things easier on her, since she can understand what was being asked of her. The only issue now was, "Gue." she nods.

That was the issue. Spending all that time in the water gargled her words. Much so that it became difficult to really speak it, resulting in not really needing to using it. Nevertheless, Ippin didn't rely on words to communicate. Instead, she used body language. So, she nodded at the Beast-man's question. The twinge of pain remained from her severed limb. Caressing it continued to face the Beast man. "Gue guhhh gueee guh guuuue." This was the pain of being. Despite the time being among the humans she still didn't know the human's use of letters. Only grunts, groans, and moans were all that the girl could muster for the time being until she was able to learn. But, it wasn't without somewhat of an explanation. While issuing her soft groans she gestured to her neck, then to the water itself.

Her tentacles gestured a flow from the base of her throat to her lips a few times. Splashing in the water as she made further reference to the lake, then back to her throat. Clearly she could breath, so she wasn't choking obviously. Ippin wasn't hurt, well not beyond her injured appendage. So possible internal injury would have been rooted out. Now, that leaves with the only explanation, and that was being unable to speak it. Sounds were all that she could muster up for the time being, but she wasn't completely lacking in the communication department. Which means that explaining how she arrived to the lake would mean using gestures. "Guuee. Gue gue guhhhh." The Cecaelia pointed towards the trees, all of them. Immediately after, a single tip of her arm touched the shoreline, being dragged back towards the water.

She didn't know which direction her home originally was, and she didn't know how to get back. Ippin was captured and forcibly removed from her home. Afterwards, she was traveling with the humans for a time before her escape. So, from all that happened, she didn't know which direction to take to go home. She was lost. All the time she took to think about what happened, and to explain to Naga of how she speaks, the night was at its midpoint. The darkness was well known here. The light produced by humans was no where to be found to illuminate the area. The only light that had to use was that of the moon overhead. That was their only source to really see, at least for Ippin that is.

The only sounds that can be heard was that of the several streams that came pouring into the lake. Those and that of the night life that wrestled in the wilderness behind the series of trees. Each of them came natural to the surroundings of the lake, which made it all the more difficult to notice the pack of humans drifting into the lake. Quietly, they motioned beneath the surface of the water, inching closer and closer. It was her focus on the Beast-man that Ippin didn't realize how close they were. It wasn't until she felt the spears stab into her limbs beneath the water that the girl cried out, and was dragged down below. The girl kicked about, wailing back and forth under the surface to find what was causing her harm. In the dark depths, she felt a familiar sense of binding.

Caged, it was the same as it was before. Three of her tentacles were piked by the small harpoons so the net could be introduced to the girl's movements. Thanks to Ippin's movements, the net slowly began to coil and wrap around the girl's body. Bit by bit, the Cecaelia's tentacles become intertwined with that of the restraints, easily encasing the girl in their bindings for the four humans on the shore to haul in their prize. The utter confusion and fear inspired by past memories only made the girl frantic. Frantic enough to lose herself in the memories and in the moment of reality. Of those in the water, they wrestled with the harnesses down below to help their fleshy partners on land. All seven working together was more than enough to drag the Beast girl through her territory, and slowly up to the shore.

"Been lookin' for ya darlin'. Did you think we would forget about what you did back at the tent? Did you think I would forget what you did to my brothers?" the head thug said just as the girl was close at hand. His spiked hair tossed back was very much similar to those other humans that had her restrained the first time around. Remarkably similar to the humans that kept her in the cage. Were these humans siblings to the ones that she killed before? "Hurry up and let's get back to camp before she dries out. Don't want our little prize money to waste before we are done with it... HEY, why don't you help out too?" he barked back to the tree line.

A shadowy figure emerges from the tree line. Garbed in black robes with a sheathed Japanese long sword, the 5'8" man stepped out to respond, "I'm only getting paid to watch out for all ya'll. Not to help you drag your beast anywhere." Bald, in his late 40s, the bulky figure remained on watch as Ippin thrashed about in the water, looking for a means to pry open the net, and escape.

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{Thugs: 6}

NonType

Strength : 75
Speed : 50
Spiritual Pressure : 50
Reiatsu Strength : 50
Light Aura : 50
Dark Aura : 50
Instinct : 50
Senses : 50
Energy Sensory : 0
Wound Expertise : 0

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{Thug Leader}

Nontype

Strength : 100
Speed : 100
Spiritual Pressure : 50
Reiatsu Strength : 50
Light Aura : 50
Dark Aura : 50
Instinct : 100
Senses : 50
Energy Sensory : 0
Wound Expertise : 0

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{Rogue Shinigami}

NonType

Strength : 100
Speed : 350
Spiritual Pressure : 150
Reiatsu Strength : 100
Light Aura : 50
Dark Aura : 50
Instinct : 150
Senses : 100
Energy Sensory : 50
Wound Expertise : 0

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Umaroth was perplexed. That was, really, the best way to explain how he was feeling about this. The reptile had all one hundred percent of his attention given to the octopus as she, in her own incredibly unique way, communicated with him. While Umaroth had, initially, been disappointed with her vocal response to his question, shrugging her off as a still unintelligent beast, he had been wonderfully proven wrong. This creature was MUCH smarter than he had initially thought. While she had nodded in response to his question, it was what came next that amazed him. It seemed that she had difficulty with speaking human words like he could. But whether it was a case of not being able to because she didn't know how or physically couldn't was something he couldn't determine. But, Ippin had her own method of communication.

The reptile watched as one of her tendrils gestured to her throat and then to the lake. It took a couple of moments for Umaroth to realize what she was motioning. She was communicating to him, through her own version of sign language, that despite being onshore she was more than capable of breathing. That was good. She was amphibious then. Well, that made things less worrisome. Considering her appearance, Umaroth was wondering if her being out like this was doing her more harm than good. But according to Ippin being out of the water like this wasn't a big deal. That was good. Umaroth was relieved to know that. Granted it took him a few moments to understand what she meant, but communication was happening!

"Talking" to Ippin caused the night to bleed away. The reptile was so enthralled with watching her perform her own unique communication methods to him that he simply failed to notice the passing time. Those blue eyes, almost unblinking, never once left Ippin. He watched her, he studied her, he learned from her. Each passing moment was feeding Umaroth's ever expanding mind. He was learning. This trip had not been a waste. He had found another Beast, and a exceptionally interesting one at that. While her method of communication was funky, it was nowhere near as confusing or complicated as Lisa's body language could be.

The reptile had begun to feel far more comfortable around Ippin in their short time together. He had become less tense, which was very clear in his body language as he had adopted a more relaxed sitting position. The reptile had remained relatively quiet as Ippin "talked" to him, having planned to save any questions until the very end so the octopus wasn't thrown off course. What did he even have to ask her anyways? Well, he needed to apologize for entering her lake so casually. Had he known it was her territory he would have stayed out. His eyes drifted to her wound for a moment. He was annoyed that he had hurt her in such a way.

But before he could even begin his apology, something happened. Ippin screamed before suddenly being yanked, violently, back into the water below. The reptile was on his feet within the instant. What the hell just happened? Was something else in that lake besides her? Did she have to regularly fight for control of her territory against another creature? Or was something invading? Umaroth didn't understand what the hell just happened, but regardless he had jumped right in after her. Adrenaline forced its way through him as he entered the black depths, trying to find Ippin or any sign of her.

Within those dark depths he had lost sight of her, but what allowed him to find her was the sound of the thrashing water. Those blue eyes, filled with an intense, primal, fire, glared ahead in the direction the sound was coming from. A flick of that powerful tail and Umaroth became a torpedo, heading in the direction of the source of the sound. As Ippin was dragged ashore, the humans who captured her gloating in their success, the surface of the water had begun to bend around Umaroths body as he sped towards them. Suddenly it exploded as the reptile sprang forth from the depths, his feet meeting the mud before dashing forward. One of the six thugs, unlucky enough to be the closest, would suddenly feel those claws dig into his chest with a grip of 500 strength, before suddenly being thrown backwards to the lake.

Lips peeling back to reveal that mouth of teeth, Umaroth let out a amazingly loud roar at the humans. Spotting Ippin, the rage that filled Umaroth was unexplainable. Seeing her hurt and in that net...he felt like he was going to explode. The Naga moved, aiming to get between Ippin and the humans. He wasn't going to let these humans do what they wanted to her. He was going to protect her. If those Thugs did not move away from Ippin, they would experience more pain than the one Umaroth had thrown.

[Ippin]

A blood shriek erupted in the middle of the night. That silence of peace was tarnished by the wailing cries of anger and pain. One cried out in anger, and the other shrieked as it tossed, dying in the pool of dark water. The others that remained on the opposing side withdrew, several releasing the woven threads that bounded the struggling Beast girl within its confides. They backed away, some paralyzed as to what they saw in front of them. There were more? Ippin continued to wrestle with her bindings, kicking and wailing back and forth until an opening was found. But as for those that bounded her, they cowered. All but two.

"Another freak? This is just terrific." he sneered looking at the overgrown lizard. He looked at his fellows then back at the pair, smiling, "Can you imagine how much money we'll bring in if we brought another one back with us? I'm seeing a really good number coming into mind." he spoke again readying a spear. Though, he was the only one motioning closer to the pair of Beasts. Looking back over his shoulder, the man was confused as to why he was the only one, at least until the Rogue spoke up, "Sorry, but I was only paid to escort. Not to get into a tussle with a freak." The leader of the pack immediately scoffed and snarled at the man. Clearly they didn't see eye to eye, and the Rogue withdrew into the shadows of the woods without looking back. The remaining humans were on their own.

The Leader growled with dissatisfaction in his flavoring his lips, "Grrrr, FINE. So be it.. he looked at the Beasts, eyeing them from head to toe, "but don't you think that this is the end. I'll collect what you cost me one day. So don't you forget it." The remained with his pack for but a few more moments before leaving. It didn't matter if the Naga had given him his own response, just that the men would leave peacefully as they backed away from the lake and the pair, leaving the their side to be cast back into the shadows of the night. Beyond that, there was silence. The humans were gone. Ippin untangled herself, nestling in her arms into her body to cover herself. Thin dark fluids protruded from the tips of her injured appendages from where the spears hooked into her. She was bleeding.

Pulling them out on her own would hurt. Doing them on her own would hurt even more, looking at the point of view that most of her limbs have been speared. Using injured limbs to rip out objects meant that she'd be injuring herself much more than someone else doing so. She would have to do so carefully, and quickly as she worked. She was angry, and yet frightened. She never seen those humans before, but she knew what they were referring to. She could feel it. The Cecaelia winced at a single spear, tugging at its handle. The pain was very familiar. It was definitely one of the series that forced the Beast girl to do what the humans wanted. But not anymore, she was free, though, still learning.

The large muscles in her body sprung forward and retracted Ippin's large body closer to Umaroth. She bared her small fangs in the general direction in which the humans disappeared into. She despised humans, and they were the reasons why such a burning hatred remained.

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Though one was now down, still a good number remained standing. Those blue eyes, filled with an intense, primal, fire, drifted their way across the number of humans that he stood against. Ippin, injured, remained behind him. He became a wall. He had resigned himself to being her guardian, her protector, in this moment. Not a single one of these humans would lay their hands on her again. Umaroth would keep her safe. Five thugs. The leader still stood. And there was one other. That one was the one Umaroth had his eyes most focused on. The Thugs? Little more than Omegas. The weakest of the pack. While the Thug Leader was loud, he was so in a way that really showed just how weak he was. Umaroth knew he need not fear anything from that man. But it was the other one he was anxious about. So much so, in fact, Umaroth's feathers had risen to their fully height. His tail flicked back and forth. It was obvious he was ready to fight.

Snarling between those teeth, Umaroth felt the muscles in his legs bunching up as he prepared himself if they charged. The Thug Leader was the only one approaching. Umaroth noted their conversation. While he didn't understand the entirety of it, he noted that the Thug Leader and the Rogue did not seem to have a good relationship. But when the Rogue left the scene, vanishing into the dark of the woods, so too did the remainder of his pack. Umaroth snarled as they fled, remaining steady and tall in front of Ippin for a good while longer. He stared ahead at the woods were the humans went, eyes narrowing as they got further and further away.

Seeing a Shinigami here rattled him. It made him uneasy. Umaroth had a bad history with the Shinigami. Many years ago, when he was much younger, Umaroth had been hunted by Shinigami. His appearance had terrified human spirits. Stealing their food did not garner him any sympathy either. Eventually, Shinigami had arrived to try and kill the mysterious monster. Umaroth had been chased for weeks, deeper and deeper into the Rukongai Wilderness, only to finally find respite when he happened upon a channel that fed directly into the lake he now called home. But even now, with his opinion on humans having been changed and become more accepting of them, Shinigami were still a big worry for him.

But they were gone. Finally Umaroth turned to look at Ippin. The reptile looked down at her, eyeing her injuries and the spears that they had stuck her with. A snort escaped his nose as he turned to face her, crouching before her as he looked at her wounds. Ippin moved herself closer to him, snarling at the woods, so she could feel safer. The reptile was more preoccupied with looking at the damage. Raising his snout so he could look at her, the reptile spoke clearly and without hesitation. "It will hurt." It didn't take a genius to know what he meant. Rising to his feet he searched around for a moment, before grabbing a branch from the floor and returning to Ippin. Holding the small piece of wood up to her, he spoke once again. "Bite this."

Whether she accepted the wood or not, Umaroth was going to get to work with removing the spears. One hand placed itself on a tendril. He noted how slimy her skin felt. But it was a fleeting notice as he grabbed onto the wooden shaft, and in one quick movement removed the first one from her. He'd give her a few moments to regain her composure and calm down some, before ripping the remaining ones out of her one by one. Thankfully, it seemed, that the damage had been restricted to her tendrils and not her main body. The reptile looked at her for a few moments, pondering why those humans had been after her. With her lack of speech, getting the reason why out of her was going to be difficult. "They were after you." He commented.

Looking at her lake and the surrounding woods, he narrowed his eyes. Closing them for a moment, Umaroth placed one of his hands atop her head in an attempt to calm and comfort her. "You are not safe here. They might come pack. With bigger numbers." He was stating the obvious. "Come with me. I will take you to my home. My home is like yours. It is safer. You would not be alone. Others like you and I are there." Umaroth explained. Ippin joining his pack was not what he was focused on. Getting her somewhere safe was what he wanted.

[Ippin]

The slight motion of gestures were more than enough to tell the girl exactly what was about the happen. Really, as someone who used a variety of body languages to speak on behalf of her own voice, she got the gist of it all. Still, despite knowing the reason for it, and how it would help her out, it didn't mean that she was going to like it. Like, who would like having spears torn out of their limbs. Ippin couldn't keep them inside as they could get infected. Besides that, the fact if she were to keep them inside meant that her muscles would be somewhat useless, including that she would suffer further injuries. But none of that mattered, she needed to do what had to be done.

Biting down on the bark of wood all the Beast girl could do was wait until the Naga went and.... "GGUUH!" she snapped. That tiny growl from behind gritting teeth was her way in expressing her pain. She did as she was told in order to keep herself from kicking about against her aid, so she did what she could, so she coiled around her own body. Keeping the pain down was difficult to do, especially for her. Her muscles were closely tied to that of her nerves, and those nerves were skewered by the spears that were once stuck. The level of pain was nearly immeasurable considering the extent of the damage. The constant thumping and running of fluids from the wounds Ippin could feel.

Not just the wounds she felt, but the texture and characteristic of the Naga's hands were completely different from her own. The difference in body shape and feeling of the two couldn't be farther apart than that of the Earth and the Sun. Two that were similar and far apart. Even so, she could still understand the Naga's words. What he meant by, and of the danger of remaining in such a place. Ippin wasn't as stupid as most Beast clan can possibly be. Looking up at Naga, she could only come to agree with what he said. The danger was beyond what she could imagine. More of the humans would return to hunt her. What was she to do but nod. The food storage of the area was lessening more each day. At times, it became hard to even scrounge up food for herself. She had no other choice.

The Cecaelia nods, using her appendages to cling onto Naga's scaled hid. Probably one of the most unpleasant sensations, being covered in another's mucus, especially when it is spilling off the back. "L.Let's.....go." she managed to spill out. But before anything else the Cecaelia splashed herself of course. She had to maintain a bit of moisture on her or she'd dry out. She didn't know how long the journey would be to the Naga's home, and there wasn't much to really do about it. But, it'd be a test for her as well. The hot sun, unknown lands, and little food supply. Ippin will be more than hungry when arriving. The squeezing and mashing of her tentacles against one another would help to keep her body moist for as long as the little tactic could last.

As most Cecaelia would do Ippin kept herself off the ground. Mostly nestling herself on the backside of the Beast man. But for now, it was what she could do for the time being until her wounds have healed. She had to keep herself from moving as much as possible, including the point of keeping herself wet. Those two key points were what she had to focus on in order to keep herself alive.

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Umaroth was pleased to hear her agree with him, despite his scaly face not displaying that emotion. His suggestion was the only one that would make logical sense, after all. Ippin was not safe here. The smallness of her lake meant she would burn through its food supply incredibly quickly. Beast-Clan ate a lot. That was a fact of life. Their size, strength, and spiritual energies meant they burnt through calories like crazy. Umaroth especially. He'd even begun hunting on land so he didn't burn through the fish supply in his own lake. Not that it was a problem. The size of his lake, with the channels cutting through it, meant there was always fresh fish swimming around. He'd be sure to show her the spawning ground, and other locations were the good fish lived.

Slimy tendrils wrapped themselves around his body once more. But unlike their little struggle earlier in the evening, this one was not a wrestling hold or jam packed with aggression. He remained still and calm as she embraced him from the back, allowing her the time to get herself into a comfortable and stable position to hold on. Still, the sensations were...odd. He didn't get the time to really think about any of it when they were wrestling before since he was so busy trying to get her off, but now he could really understand just how terrifying this grip might be in the dark depths. The reptile remained still and silent until Ippin was ready. Though, even when she was ready, he made a quick stop to fill up those hardened mud canteens he had brought with him. The reptile realized just how important those things were going to be on this trip.

It was a good thing Ippin was strong, because Umaroth was a rough ride. During their travels he treated her like she was an soap bubble, something that could easily break, and did his best to both rush and keep her safe. Without any water nearby he needed to move fast to keep her from drying out and becoming a sun cooked fish. He used the water from his canteens to keep her moist, and only drank little. It was obvious he was more concerned with keeping her moist than satisfying his own growing dehydration. If he weren't a reptile, then things might be bad. But being a reptile meant he was far more survival built than other kinds of Beast-Clan. He could survive without water or food for a bit longer than most. But it was obvious it was beginning to take a toll on him after the first day of going as hard as he could.

During the times of rest, Umaroth took the time to explain a bit about his home. The first thing he told her was about the other two that lived at his lake. She wouldn't need to worry so much about Nesr or Lisa, and they might actually take to her rather quickly. He reassured her, best he could, about the size and depths of his lake and the abundance of food she would have access to. He absolutely made sure, though, to tell her about the human village nearby. Granted, the reaction he probably received to that was justified, but he explained to her how the humans did not bother with him or his pack. They, in truth, seemed to revere him like some kind of god. He told her about how they would offer life stock and other kinds of human meals every now and then, and how he learned to talk from watching them. Umaroth would tell her how he had not once seen the humans that attacked her in that village either and if they did show up looking for her he would deal with them.

On the morning of the third day since they were travelling, Umaroth picked up on the smell of water. He kicked his tired legs into overdrive and essentially turned himself into a living rocket as he pushed through the forest. Pine trees past by in blurs, scared deer went running, piles of pine needles and branches kicked up in the air as the reptile rushed through the woods. And finally he saw it. Finally he saw home. The stick carrying the dried canteens hit the ground as he dropped it as he ran. All Umaroth saw was the lake. He took to the air right before both he and Ippin broke through the surface of the lake and submerged each other into the depths.

Finally, Umaroth actually looked happy. The cool water that surrounded him on all sides was like being welcomed into heaven. He stretched. He twisted. He did little corkscrews in the water. His body language was one of happiness, while his face didn't portray that at all. He turned to look at Ippin, that bright blue eye covered in the nictitating membraine, to see how she was doing. After being out of the water for so long, aside from the showers he gave her, he wanted to see just how she would react to being back in the water.