Gate of Memoirs/Kicking the Nest

Watch where you step. Especially in a forest.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Grass and Sun"	Music: "Grass and Sun"
 	
**crunch crunch crunch*
**beep*Weather: Comfortable.Chance of rain: 10%.
 	
*Feòra: Sweet! No rain, no getting wet.
*Feòra: This is so much better than sitting in a damned stuffy classroom.
*Feòra: Not that they teach us anything worthwhile. We don't need no education.
 	
*Feòra: Pfft...That was pure dead brilliant. I'm gonna post that.
 	
*[ Post failed. Signal lost. ]
 	
*Feòra: ... ...
*Feòra: Eh. Why did I think there'd be a connection 'round these parts anyway?
 	
*Feòra tucks her phone back into her pocket and gives a luxurious stretch, unfurling her long, fluffy tail.
*It was easy to tell what beastkin tribe she descended from, just from the short, rounded ears and distinctive stripes on her tail.
*Most, however, don't expect her...unnatural temperament.
*Not that the spiked bat doesn't already send an obvious message.
 	
*Feòra: Hmm...Looks wide enough here for some good swings.
 	
*Feòra: Not like the time I skelped that skinnymalinkie tree in the yard and there was a loud crack.
*Feòra: Then the cops showed up.
*Feòra: How many times do I have to tell them it's just for show?
 	
**bzz*
 	
*Feòra: Uh oh.
*Feòra: What was—
Music: "Mimic" 	Music: "Mimic"
 	
*Angry Insects: *BZZZZZ!!*
 	
*Feòra: ACH! BEES!
 	
*Feòra begins swinging wildly at the buzzing black cloud emerging from a fallen hive she'd been absentmindedly scuffing at with her boot.
*As she reels back from the momentum, the backswing nearly clips something—or someone—behind her.
 	
*Weird-Looking Man: Careful!
 	
*Feòra: WARGH!
 	
*Weird-Looking Man: That was dangerous. You shouldn't be swinging that around.
 	
*Feòra: Whuh—And who the hell are you?
*Feòra: Didnae you see th'bees?! What else was I s'posed ta do?!
 	
*Weird-Looking Man: ...???
 	
*Feòra: (Oogh...My words are slurring!)
 	
*Feòra: Ugh...Never mind. Look, just move back, I don't wanna be next to them!
 	
*Weird-Looking Man: If you looked where you were going, you wouldn't have kicked it.
 	
*Feòra: ...Listen buster, if I KNEW, I—
 	
*Large Bird: *screech*
 	
*Feòra: What now?!
 	
*Hyshka: Wasp-eaters. Hmm...
*The strange man bends down and drags his fingers across the ground.
*Weird-Looking Man: They've been knocking hives to the floor in hopes of picking at them later.
*Weird-Looking Man: You just happened to get to them first.
 	
*Feòra: Well now I'm bloody agitated is what it is!
 	
*Feòra: RRRAAHH!
 	
*Weird-Looking Man: Whoa!