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((Tree: 6+5 = 11; 11-6 = 5 damage done to Basil
Basil: 1+2 = 3; 3-6 = -3 damage done to tree. D=<
Basil's HP: 20))

"Ahhh!" Basil was knocked down into the snow, her food fell out of her hands. "Hey! You made me loose my food you jerk!" The pain of lost food hurt more than the swing of the tree.

Basil picked up some snow and threw a snow ball at the tree in anger, which completely missed. "I'll get you next time dumb talking tree thing!" She shall avenge her food!

Sin felt...weary, she couldn't help it she had taken a beating and the snow was cold. Still Gabrian's weight made her feel warmer, and Christof's scarf was keeping her chest and shoulders nice and warm. It was mainly her lovely long legs that felt frozen. She would have given a lot for a pair of pants or a long fur lines skirt. If she saw one of those joyful polar bears she was going to skin it.

"I'd rather think of the party or anything but what we're going to face ahead..." She was about to start ranting about how these attacking trees probably weren't the worst things they would be facing. She took a deep breath instead and tried to maintain a smile.

"Quarria? I'm Sin Err...and yes please we'd love a ride." She had tried to tough it ought but the ghoul made sense. There was no point in trudging along stubbornly if a ride wouldn't hurt anyone. Sin followed Alcie and gave Gabrian's scales a few more gentle strokes before smiling. "Are you feeling a little better now Gabrian?"

"Oooooo, Looks like I'm winning."
The friendly tree thinks that this is some kind of game, and swings it branches at you in an alarming fashion.

HP: 1

((Tree: 3+3 = 6; 6-6 = 0 damage done to Basil
Basil: 5+3 = 8; 8-6 = 2 damage done to tree! =KO!
Basil's HP: 20))
"Wh-what!? No your not!" Basil frowned before dodging the tree's swing and went to get another snow ball.She made sure it was sturdy and threw the snow ball at the tree's face. "Haha! Looks like I'm winning! Basil got in a defense position thinking the tree would strike again.

Dead.. cat... thing...? Not only was he a dead cat but he's rewarded the title of thing. Kilometer’s ears perked before flattening against his head at what LW said. It's a given that what she said was true, it’s just odd to actually be called that. All that was said with another one of LWs signature giggles. Wolf form or not he’d recognize that giggle anywhere, that was definitely LW standing in front of him. In a sense he was glad that she wasn't so much larger then him. He felt very small originally but now he only feels small.

“What am I not wearing is more like it.” Kilometer answered back and sulked. He felt ridiculous all decorated the way he was. He’d prefer to go on this trip without having to dress up to be made a fool. If the lights weren't bad enough now he’s all decked out in an over sized cape. He really didn’t need anything to make himself more noticeable. First he was cold, then he was tangled in these annoying Christmas lights and now he's lugging around an over sized cape. Maybe it was good that he was the smallest here. He could easily hide from others view to avoid the shame.

At LW’s inquiry Kilometer was not going to decline. He was not in the position to tell her if she could stay or not. To him, it was ultimately her decision. If anything it’s better to stick with others you know when you’re somewhere strange, new and dangerous. Depending on what the others thought or did he’d probably just end up following one of them anyway. He did, after all, need to return Vaith his cape so not straying too far from the reaper might have been a good idea.

Stepping on the cape Kilometer curled up in it’s fluff, still watching the three. Kilometer tried blocking the cold air from entering his head by pitching his ears together the best he could. Hey, this might not be a bad idea after all. He could easily not step on snow when they are not walking by taking a seat on the rest of the cape!

For once it seemed Quarria's size and multitude of feathers was working to her advantage; her need for warmth was bringing in so many new people. While she was offering her tail to the girls, another student had come forward and was asking her if they could snuggle in her wings, as she'd previously offered.

Turning her head to look at the tiger-eared boy who had spoken to her, Quarria again lowered her face to eye-level. She gave him a smile and shrugged one of her wings, the one closest to him. "Of course. Which offer, exactly? Wing, ride, or sitting on my shoulder joint?" She asked, assuming it was 'wing' by the way he'd been looking when he'd come up. She extended the wing, folding it over so that it could encompass him if he wished it to. There was much room in the feathered crook, considering she could probably carry or warm the majority of her train car between her tail's room and under her wings. The huge feathers were soft and warm from where they'd been pressed to her form. "I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name. I am Quarria Reikis, an Amphithere. Who might you be?" She asked her newest aquaintence.

Jamais flicked her tail. "Good job." She clapped when Basil was finished.

She chuckled as she stretched. "Perhaps we should get going before another jumps us?" She paused, "Oh it looks like it dropped you something too. Maybe it'll make up for the lost food?"