Frances
On the north-eastern outskirts of Upper Mentia, a dark figure stumbled out of the forest. She was small and looked worse for wear. There was dark spots all over her clothes, and the edges of her mouth were rimmed with a crimson red. Without seeing her eyes, it was clear that she was suffering from some form of malnutrition, dehydration, or both. This would be the fate of the Reptillian Solis, who had finally made her way through the thick forests and found some form of civilization, but without a change in her personality in the process. 

"Pl-please... Anyone." She gasped, her voice raspy and her lips cracked and bloodied. Solis had taken a few more steps before being brought down from exhaustion. Now on her hands and knees, she scanned the area, looking for something or someone to help satiate her needs. She wouldn't let herself die here though, after everything she went through. Doing her best to push herself back up, she continued to walk more inland, clutching her dagger in case anything catches her eye.
Rene
*Melody carefully picked her way through the forest, her progress finally giving her a little more faith in her travels. Despite straying a bit off course, she was sure she was getting close to North Mentia now. If only winter hadn't managed to arrive before she could get there. Now the thoughts of traveling back south with a herd of centaurs seemed an even more daunting task. She was going to hold out to hope though, even more towards the trip not being for nothing. 

She continued down the path she was on, making sure to stay on course. That was, until her heard a seemingly faint voice. The centuar looked off from the road ahead, gazing out into by the forests and wondering if she had just imagined it.*"...Hello?"*She called back to them. Though she couldn't really see anything with the reptilian blending in so well to the dark forest, Melody was a lot easier to spot. Of course, she mostly just looked like any other deer in the forest with her centaur half, but someone of her frame was a lot harder to miss.*
Frances
There was a voice that, although faint, Solis heard through the other noise. This was it, a time to strike and a time to survive. Unsheathing her dagger she used her long thermal sensing to find where this voice was, only to be met by what she thought was a deer. At first, she thought she was hallucinating, but as she kept on stalking her prey, she found that the "Deer" She saw was actually a centaur. While she saw the top part of her still as taboo, that bottom part must be good to eat. Solis thought of how to filet the meat, and how tasty she would taste. Well, that would have been the case, but upon further inspection, she found a nasty surprise hilt that poked out of her side. At her state, she couldn't even fight off a predator animal, much less a self-aware entity. Sliding her dagger back in her hilt in defeat, she raised her arms and screamed with all her effort. 

"Hello!" If the black sleeves weren't enough to signal Solis there, her hood has two linen-sewed eyes that lay on top of her hood, and should be visible to anyone. She limply swung her arms with no energy remaining, and she slowly began walking towards the centaur, hoping that she could provide some sort of sustenance, whether she had food or she had to ambush her at close-range. She wasn't going to tap out now.
Rene
*Melody swung her head around, appearing startled for a short moment as her gaze finally fell upon the lizardfolk.*"Oh-. Hey, didn't see you there-."*She said, turning fully to face the woman. Her tone carried a friendliness to it. She figured it best to appear that way out here. With all the warfare it was easy to be mistaken for an enemy.*"Are you okay miss...?"*Melody asked as the woman began approaching her. There was an edge of caution to the deer, knowing full well she shouldn't be too trusting to people she came across with how close she was getting to the warzone.*"You sound a bit distressed. Is there... Something I can help you with...?"