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Jamal snorted, falling into heavy laughter at the suggestion. "ZACH?" he asked, completely beside himself at the thought. "Dat guy ain't got a harmless bone in his body! I couldn't see 'im doin' it any mo' then I could see YOU doin' it!"

The tiger man hadn't seen Zach recently, so had no idea what sort of shape the man was in now.

"Oh really?" Jamal said, still grinning, fangs protruding over his bottom lip in a comical fashion. "Damn, he musta -really- got ******** up from whateva' it is he's changin' inta." He reached back to scratch his head, musing over Amaya's comment. "I guess he coulda....maybe. I jus' have a hard time picturin' him doin' anythin' like dat to anyone."

Nevermind Jamal has tried to eat at least three people...he considered himself different from most of the islanders. Zach was one of the least violent people Jamal has ever met. Why in the hell would he try to eat someone?

Jamal made a face, but this time it was more suspicious disbelief than incredulous disbelief. "How da hell kin he jus' grow a whole arm in one go?...s**t, I ain't even seen one person get a whole tail in one transfo'mation, let alone an arm..." The explaination of fins threw him off also. Last he knew, Zach was looking lizardy, not fishy.

"Dis is crazy s**t, man. Da island get weirder 'n' weirder ev'ry day."

"I ain't sure what's normal any'mo..." he muttered as she stood, glancing up at her with a somewhat subdued frown. "Have fun, if...it's possible ta have fun doin' what'eva ya gonna do."

As she sauntered away, he picked up his headphones again and once more began a one-man rap/band session.

It was taking a little while for Emerwyn to get used to her new living arrangement. While her extremely limited possesions were all moved in to Ian's home, she still felt awkward.
She took to walking alone for a time each day. She knew too well what happened when one spent too much time with another.
And, on a small island such as this, the effects could only be worse.

She decided that it was time to seek out Emelyn. She needed to clear some things up from the other day. Who was that frightenigly hairy man? What were they talking about? What had them both so tense?
She cared very much about the spiky girl, and wanted to make sure she was alright. It was, after all, the least she could do. Emelyn had helped her out in the past.

Her search took her to the jungle, where she then intended to turn to the beach. But, she paused, sensing something she could not hear nor see.
The smell was the only thing to hint that it was there. Her ears perked up, strained to hear what silent creature was lurking about.
It was close.

The animal must have been furthur off, since after not too long a time, Emerwyn heard its feet crunching along the jungle floor.
She followed it; it must have been a person. An animal would not have made so much noise.

She walked toward it, tentatively. She didn't know who it was. The scent was completely unfamiliar.

"Hello?" She called uncertainly to it.

Emerwyn emerged slowly from amonsgt the trees to greet the stranger.
She was not wholly visible until she came into plain sight. The tan-brown color of her body and the long green cloak she wore did well to camaflogue her in these surroundings.

She smiled as she saw the fellow Islander. She looked a rabbity sort, there was no doubt there.
"Emerwyn is. At your service." The deer-girl made a mock bow, with a smile.

"You called?" Emelyn poked her head out from around a tree. She'd not realized how close she was to people until they raised their voices to each other in greeting. The hedgehog-girl had been collecting mushrooms and roots, and had chalked up the sounds of rustling underbrush to that of regular forest deniznes- not the two souls that waited near her foraging.

She stepped out into plain sight, her basket hung on the crook her her arm, which she had folded up at the elbow to rest on her front.

"Hello you two."