Between Loyalty and Love

"You seem to like him," Terra looked at him from over her mug.

Kegan gave her a look, but didn't say a word. He didn't confirm or deny it.

Of course, Terra knew him too well. He had confirmed it by giving her that look. "Don't freak him out. He's already being introduced to a lot of new things. And you don't know if he's-"

"I know, Terra," he told her, flustered.
 
Maidah laid there, slowly beginning to doze in the warmth of the sun and relaxing scent of Kegan and the catnip he lay in. He didn't notice the shit in atmosphere that made it dangerous.
 
Terra and Kegan looked up, sensing something not quite right. "Kegan?"

"Yeah, I feel it. Go get Maidah," he said, dashing upstairs to pull on his armor real fast.

Terra ran outside, following the tiger's scent. "Maidah," she called, pulling a mask over her muzzle that would nullify the effects of catnip on her, as she got a whiff of it on the air.

Kegan ran outside soon after, his bow and sword handy.
 
There was a tremble in the earth and several trees toppled in the forest, an enraged mother bull stampeding through the forest, her head bleeding profusely and eyes mad.
 
Terra stood in front of Maidah protectively. She pushed downward with her hands and the bull, as well as a good chunk of earth, fell six feet into the ground.

Kegan stood next to her, his focus on the hole in the ground. "She's bleeding. Maidah," he looked to the tiger rolling in catnip. "Can you heal others? Do you know how," he asked him.
 
Maidah glanced up and flicked his tail, the pit filling with water for a moment before it suddenly sank into the soil and he rolled onto his stomach, giggling and chewing on some of the catnip happily.
 
Kegan sighed and bent down, pulling Maidah up so he was standing. Terra put the mask over the tiger's muzzle.

"We need you to focus, Maidah," Kegan told him, looking into the tiger's eyes. He heard Terra mutter something that sounded like "stupid cub". He heard the lioness walk towards the bull.

"Easy," she murmured to her, being wary of the mother bull's horns. "Tell me what's wrong. Why are you bleeding," she asked her. Being the Spirit of Earth, she could understand animals that didn't speak their language.
 
"Hunters.... Took my calf..." She moaned, calmed slightly by the soothing water. "Your people swore to leave us wilds ones be while you raised your own to be eaten!"

Maidah snuggled close to Kegan, purring.
 
Terra frowned sadly, stroking the mother bull's fur, gently splashing water over her wound on her head. "We'll get whoever took your baby," she told her gently.

Kegan blushed. "M-Maidah," he stammered, his ears flattening in his embarrassed fluster.
 
The bull lowed softly. "Thank you..."

Maidah sighed and seemed to slowly come out of his daze, no longer breathing in the fumes. "Mmmh?" He purred softly and sniffed, looking down at the mask over his nose and snorted, looking up at Kegan inquiringly. "Kegan? Why are you?"
 
Terra continued gently splashing the water over the mother bull to try to keep soothing her. "It's what we are here for," she said gently.

Kegan cleared his throat, still blushing. "You.. uhh. Found the catnip," he nodded behind them. "It made you go a little, uhm... Silly."
 
"Silly?" Maidah said softly, ears twitching. "The catnip is the nice smelling stuff, right?" He murmured softly, looking over at Terra in the pit and stood more firmly. "Terra? What's in the hole?"
 
Kegan nodded. "Yes, the catnip was the stuff you were rolling in." He looked towards Terra.

Terra looked back at them. "It's a mother bull," she told Maidah. "Her calf was hunted."

Kegan let out a low growl. "We have farms for that. Someone broke our promise," he told Maidah. He looked down at the tiger.
 
"Promise?" He wondered. "What kind of promise?" He stepped closer, peering over into the hole and frowned at the bloody wound on the bulls face. "She's hurt..."
 
"That we wouldn't hunt the wild bulls," Kegan told the tiger.

"Do you know how to heal others," Terra asked Maidah, looking up at him.
 
Maidah hummed and leaned forwards, gently placing his hand on the bulls wound and closed his eyes, thinking healing thoughts as water crawled up his arm and slid between his fingers and sunk into the wound and soaked into the flesh, knitting it together slowly and he slumped over, looking a little pale when it finished. "That's... hard..." He mumbled tiredly and pushed himself up. "Shat can we do to help her?" He asked softly, feeling bad for the bull. "Are there others like her?"
 
"We need to find whoever is hunting illegally," Kegan said. His ears twitched as he looked up. The Spirit of Death was coming to visit. The crow landed and bowed to them all. "Earth, Fire, Water," he said in greeting. "I have some... unsettling news."

"What is it," Terra asked, stroking the bull's fur.

"I did not foresee this," he said, talking about the calf being hunted. He was trying to be tactful around the calf's mother.

Kegan frowned. "You foresee all of them." Talking, again, about deaths
 
Maidah's ears fell back. "Wh-what does that mean?" He asked worriedly, biting his lip.
 
"Whatever it means, it isn't good," Terra frowned, standing. She raised the hole so it was flat ground again, to let the mother bull go.

Kegan nodded grimly in agreement. "Let's go back to my house. Death, can you contact Wind and Life," he asked the crow.

"Of course," the black bird bowed and flew off to go get them.

Kegan lead the other two back to his house and down to the basement, where there was plenty of room for all of them and a long table normally used for meetings.
 
Maidah sat carefully, ears tilted back worriedly.

In a puff of cold air, an older man walked into the room, his golden hair in a long braid down his back and pale blue eyes creased as he frowned slightly. "Kegan, Terra." He nodded in greeting, pausing at the sight of young Maidah sitting at the table. "And who is this?" He asked.
 
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