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By the time he'd gotten to the mountain, he'd somewhat figured out how the dinky little body worked--but he'd KNOWN how to climb mountains for a lot longer than he'd been a minipet. So the tricksy little treat known as Roch climbed to the top quickly, avoiding all the tricks and traps that were out to drive his rper mad.

And he was happy. Until he saw the jabbering old man in the funny hat. Well... maybe he was still happy. Possibly.




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Unsure what to make of the card, Shun decided to hold onto it in the meantime. Perhaps he could find a use for it later on. The flashlight, he left behind because without pockets, there was only so much he could hold onto at once.

Hearing some lamenting behind him, he saw a fox and a... furry thing consoling one ano--wait. The latter sounded familiar. ... Cass? No, couldn't be. There shouldn't be any hunters around here right now. If there were, he'd really have to wonder what the hell they were doing here.

This was starting to bother him a bit.

Cautiously, he inched closer to the purple pygmy fox and the white fluffy mini.

"Exactly, how did you get here?" he asked cautiously, getting ready to listen carefully to the voice of the creature.

Shun
HP: 25
Faction: Amity
Type: Dark
Location: Celestial Plains

Celestial Plains

Blinking a few times at the mini that approached her and the fluffy white thing.

"Me? or her?"

She wasn't sure who the mini was talking to but it sounded friendly enough, her tail swishing happily as her ears perked up.

"Well I was in a tunnel...looking at a locker"

Nodding slightly, still upset she hadn't found the backpack or the little golden box.

"And then I was here...but the backpack and the little golden box I was holding isn't...what about you?"

She was completely oblivious of the idea that those, creatures Julian had talked about on the Death Isle could possibly be in this place, since so far all she had met were students that had been in the tunnels with her.

Cass leaned into the pettings. At the moment, she couldn't really be picky where her 'died and reincarnated as a fluffy white thing' comfort came from. Even if it was from a purple fox thing.

However, it seemed she'd gained the suspicion of another small creature that was beginning to ask her where she'd been before this....

"Well, when a mommy fluffy white thing," how was she supposed to know they weren't white when grown up? "and a daddy fluffy white thing love each other very much, killer gravity death ponies explode heads and people get reincarnated as their babies."

Right then, Cass was pretty convinced that was what had happened.

Big b***h.

Celestial Plains

"WhooooOooooaahhh" indeed. Because for the next twenty seconds Mort got high.

No, really. Somehow the relaxing atmosphere did a number on his crippling nervousness and self-imposed limitations, because the normally grounded zombie-turned-minipet was now an aerial zombie-turned-minipet.

Well, for twenty seconds at least. And the last three were spent hurtling back to the ground in a heap by the rolling canis when, realizing his paws weren't touching the ground, Mort had a minor freakout again. The zen came rushing back about as quickly as the blood would have pumped to his head, had he a living body.

"Duuude." He flopped his head to the side to look at her. "Ow. That was fun~"

At leas he seemed to be having better luck than a certain mixer who, as Mort watched, would receive wheezy laughter as things kept stopping him from reaching the old man.

"...Hey Shun."