Roleplay--

She had been sitting in the sun a few minutes when she heard a twig snap behind her. She tightened her grip on her staff and turned to see who it was, but she released it again when she saw Akan. Had he followed her here? She nodded towards him to acknowledge him before turning back to face the creek.

'What do you think thos things were yesterday?' She asked without looking at him, thinking back to the screams and chaos as people were cut down. 'I had always heard all life on the ground was wiped out. So who were those people, and how did we not know they were down here?'

He sat down near to her before replying. His response was much more analytical than she expected it to be, as if he had given it a lot of thought. He came across as quite bitter towards the angels, but that was nothing new to her. Many people including her felt the same way, but for Akan it seemed more personal.

He almost let slip the words low lifeforms when refering to humans, but caught himself. It was quiet funny she thought, but she did her best not to show it and distract him. Could it be that she had been lied to? That everything she thought she knew about the ground was a lie?

She knew for certain that there were others down here with them, with some level of intelligence and that they were not friendly. They would have to be careful if they were going to survive. There were too few of them to be able to fight and expect to survive. For now they would have to hide out in the woods, care for the injured and hope they weren't found.

'Well, no angels with us now. For better or worse we need to take care of ourselves.' She noticed the daggers on his side and recalled him mentioning his sword. They would need weapons if they were to protect themselves. Perhaps they could go back and scavenge the fallen parts of Grey city.

She used her staff to help her stand up when he mentioned food. She was hungry, as were the rest of the camp most likely. However she didn't know the area and finding food for that many people would be a struggle. They could forage for fruite and plants, but she had noticed there were species of birds, and plants she had never seen in Akos. Some could be unsafe to eat.

'If we want food we should start looking now, though I don't know how much luck we will have.' She began following the stream, not waiting to see if he would follow.

Akan said something to her as she began walking. She didn't cath all of it, but it didnt sound important, so she carried on following the stream. She didn't seriously expect them to find anything, especially not enough to feed everyone.

Before she could finish the thought, Akan grabbed her and pulled her down into the grass. Were they being attacked? Akan was focused on something on the other side of the river, and after following his eyes, she spotted the deer he must have seen. Akan motioned for her to do something, but she couldn't think what he wanted from her.

Maybe if she had a bow or spear, she could take a shot at it, but all she had was the staff she picked up the other day. Maybe if she could get close enough she could break its legs? With no better plan, she crawled to the shallowest part of the riven and rose slowly, her eyes fixed in the deer. Ceri lowered her foot into the water slowly, going her best not to make any splashes. then her next foot, the same. She moved slowly, creeping her way to the other bank, where she dropped back donw to her stomach again.

The deer hadn't moved from its feeding, and so even slower now, she began crawling towards it.

She was almost on the deer when Akan jumped up from behind it. When had he gotten over there? The animal turned and ran towards her, fleeing from the fae. She gripped her staff like a bat, readying herself to swing. Just as the deer got close to her, she jumped up and swung her staff from one end, using her whole body to get as much force behind it as she could.

The staff conected with the animals front legs with a satisfying crunch, causing it to collapse beside her. She brought the staff behind her and up over her head, slamming it down on the animals neck. After a few short spasms, the deer was still. Not the cleanest kill, but at least they could eat.

She turned to look for Akan, just in time to see a cloaked figure rushing her, with a short sword in hand. She barely had time to pull her staff in front of her, blocking the attackers lunge. However, the momentum continued and the cloacked figure barrled into her, knocking them both to the ground with him over her. She helpd her staff between them, doing what she could to protect herself.

Under the hood, Ceri saw the face of a young boy. They struggled for a moment, Ceri doing her best to keep him from stabbing her. Akan had charged him from the side, tackling him off of her and landing on top of him a few feet away.

Besides a few superficial cuts to her arms, she was fine. The boy had dropped his weapon, a short straight sword, next to her, which picked up, in case she needed to use it. She turned to look at Akan who was on top of the boy. He turned to her and asked if she was okay. In an instant the boys hand snatched the other dagger from his belt, and raked it up his face in a flash of red.

Ceri jumped to her feet, ready to help Akan, but he had it under control it seemed. He caught the boys next attack and used the opportunity to fully subdue their attacker, barking a threat at him, to get him to drop the knife. The boy hesitated for a moment, likely trying to think of a way out of the situation, however with no real options, he dropped the knife and it fell by his side.

Ceri approached the front of the boy, pulling back his hood to see his face. He was young, with roughly cut short hair and dirt all over his face. He stared at her defiantly. She crouched in front of him so they could see each other easier.

'Who are you and why did you attack us?' When he didn't answer she repeated the question, again to no answer. 'Okay, how about that,' she said pointing up to the grey city far above, the boys eyes following. 'We fell yesterday, from up there. When we landed we were attacked. Can you tell me by who?' The boys response was to spit at her feet.

It didn't seem to her that he would be willing to speak, no matter how much she tried. She thought about letting him go, but thought that wouldn't be the best option, considering the slughter that happened yesterday. Her eyes went to Akan,wondering how he would feel killing the boy.