A life-saving meeting

[attr="class","brvz"] It was a quiet day at the inn. These were the days that Nora relished, because she could steal away for a couple of hours to gather some herbs and replenish her stock. If she could, she tried to get up in the wee hours of the morning, with dew still misting the groundcover and everyone was just barely waking up--but she just overslept today. Spending long nights talking with Airi didn't help. Leaving a little hand-drawn map to indicate where she was headed, in case anyone needed to find her, she stole away from the little building without a word.

The new home was lovely, and she wouldn't give it up for the world, but she missed the fresh ocean breeze that was always refreshing, no matter how hot the days. The cool shade of the canopy and the occasional bloom of fragrance from this flower or that. Nora tried to spend as much time outside as possible, the Island really being her home, but there was so much work to do now. And the worst was running out of something in her stock in the middle of a day. A basket hung loose at one arm, Filiz settled in it nicely, taking a nap in the warm sun. The sun was burning, but Nora was headed into the trees, visiting a dead log that housed many different fungi.

But almost as soon as she entered the tree cover, she heard the sounds of a fight nearby. Concern overriding her need for plants (those mushrooms weren't going anywhere), Nora picked up into a sprint, her feet light over the familiar forest debris. With the sudden motion, Filiz squeaked awake in the basket, barely managing to hold on with her leaves to prevent falling out. Nora stopped almost as immediately as she started, terrified at what she saw. A Nidorino was fighting with a person !

"Hey!" she called out, first in English, and then again in her native tongue, recognizing the person as from the Tribe. "Hey, I'm coming to help!" Nora immediately started winding down the little slope to where the fight was happening, but before she had taken a step, she saw why the Pokemon was being so aggressive.

"Hey, run over here!" Nora called out, Filiz squeaking out her own warnings alongside her.

[attr="class","brvz"] Nora winced when she saw the Nidorino charge the woman, right as she was distracted by Nora's calls. She hadn't thought about that. Still, with the way the stranger seemed to react, her assumption had been correct. This was another Tribes member, Itripal from the looks of her coloring. Tensely watching the fight, Nora froze for a moment, feeling helpless. In moments like these, she couldn't do much to help, other than to wait for the aftermath. Still, the situation seemed to be turning in the other woman's favor, and it wasn't long before she was heading towards the slope.

Dropping the basket she was holding (and Filiz, subsequently), Nora looked for the lowest and thickest branch she could find. With one hand, she gripped the thick tangle of branches and leaves, and with her other hand, she reached down for Kida. "Grab my hand, quick!" Nora called, looking up to watch for the angry Nidorino, who was already getting up and charging at them. Leaning out as far as she could, she prepared herself for hoisingt her up the slope, which would (hopefully) be far enough.

As soon as she felt the other's hand lock in hers, Nora grasped it as tightly as she could and pulled herself back up the slope, trying to, effectually, slingshot the both of them back over the ridge. Landing awkwardly, Nora didn't even wait to take a breath before crawling back to the edge of the slope, leaning over to look at the Nidorino, angrily barking at the foot. Leaning a little closer, Nora locked eyes with him for a moment and murmured some words in the native tongue, explaining the misunderstanding and apologizing to make peace.

Once the large Pokemon huffed and turned to saunter back to the cluster of bushes, Nora straightened up to look back at the woman. "Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"