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A playful little whine and some submissively bared fangs and she was off, doing as she was told to, running ahead of them both only to double back breathlessly, leaping in long strides eagerly past Jordan's golem. It all looked like a huge and needless waste of energy but she couldn't help it, a fuzzy comet of energy which seemed to have decided the other golem was her kind and beneficent mistress.

"How many times have you gone huntinnng?" she crooned, giving Jordan an adoring sort of look. "You are so strong and clever mistress, I bet you could capture the pumpkin moon and bring it back if you wanted."

The skeleton with a flowery hat, sundress, and sandals wrapped up her ankles was too busy gently touching her own hands to notice.

"Are they? I don't have a tongue," she articulated in surprise, very sweetly.

After Harrison's artifact run, Rodney had every intention of letting Terry back into the cave. Even if the cave looked like it was going to fall apart any minute. But when he put Terry down, the small terra cotta hedgehog had tagged along any way. Rodney had worried about him once they'd gotten back to the woods, but at least in Halloween he'd have plenty to eat and wouldn't have to worry about melting.

Rodney had knelt down and given the hedgehog a very long talk about being happier there, and had ended up crying in the middle, and petting Terry's soft clay ears, and at the end of it all (and in spite of Lawrence's lecture) ended up with a minipets cage and a new apartment resident.

He felt like Terry deserved to go on a few longer walks, without the risk of being killed. ...And maybe another chance at releasing him somewhere that he'd be happy. And with other minipets. Rodney held the end of a long black leash that also had bone prints on it, and Terry sniffed the grass, tugging at a green, glowing worm with sharp teeth.

It wasn't quite a dog, he kept telling himself.

Right now Rodney was absolutely enchanted with the way he could see his metacarpals as they moved. If only he'd brought his materials! In terms of references (as an artist), it was a dream situation. If, as with most things in his life recently, very strange.

"Wow." she said. "I mostly CHOP THEM UP." and she clipped her fangs as if this was somehow an example of this. "SNIP SNIP. I think its to make me beautiful somehow but ehhh. I don't know how that works." she shrugged, seeming unphased by the plight of small minipets. "Have you been to the moon?" she asked. "Maybe it's like a ball."

All of her conversations were held while running around wildly in loops and circles, her robes a wild billowing cloak about her scuttling and scrabbling paws.

She spotted their companions and froze in a bipedal emulation of a pointer dog, directing Jordan towards them. "Look mistress!" she barked. "THERE." And she bounded towards the two unfamiliar citizens. "Hello!" she said. "And GRRRRRRRRR" and bared her teeth for good measure. "Don't TOUCH MY MISTRESS OR I WILL BITE YOU."

The assault happened too quickly for Rodney to react to having his arm ripped off. It detached with an easy click, and the disembodied hand (which he could still feel) grasped uselessly at the air.

He still flinched at the grabbing, but there was no pain, and no follow up series of blows.

"H-hey, wait...M-" he amended, "What..whatever your name is. Give it back!"

"I think it's a bit too big to throw," Jordan said, filing away the snippet of information about why Lawrence was working on minipet experimentation for later.

"I don't think they mean us any harm," he said as the two newcomers approached. "Why, hello. Ah. She's with me for this little expedition we're having today," he answered the demon, dodging the question of why exactly he was being called Mistress. He wasn't entirely sure himself. He held up the bag with the trapping kit. "We're off to the woods today."

He blinked when the demon snatched the skeleton's hand and wiggled it at the inugami. "Now, then," he said sternly to the inugami, "you can't chew that too much. She's going to need it back, yes?"

Rodney did catch.

And his distress increased about tenfold.

Terry, who was temperamental at best, responded by sinking its sharp teeth right into Jordan's ankle.

Rodney responded with a shaking, "Um, AHH!" before being knocked into a pile of about 20 major upset bones.

"No! No, off!" He said, even at the top of his voice only managing a sort of strained, soft, squeaking noise.

The sunhat fluttered safely to the ground.

Lawrence was overwhelmed by bones and could not think of much else. It was probably some sort of punishment for his libido he thought grimly as she seized up the arm she'd been pursuing in her slobbering teeth and swung around victoriously. "'ESSSSS" she cheered victoriously, holding it aloft, before staring at a very delicious looking leg bone and trying to also fit this into her mouth, dropping both in the process, finally giving up and running off with a leg at the thigh instead, dragging the foot on the ground.

She paused and stared from Melvin to Jordan, trying to decide who to bring it to.

"NO TAKE" she shouted with her mouth full of leg and turned and ran a short distance away from all of them to chew on her prize.