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As the cat woman was wandering, her cat senses picked up a sense of evil in the area. It was a distant evil, though. Like the evil of one who worked with death, or one who was controlled by another. She popped the cap off of her current bottle of rum and took a swig. Sighing, decided to follow the stench for even though she was a pirate, she was a just pirate. Unless it came to gold. She was not exceptionally greedy, but that was in relative terms. She was not exceptionally greedy in comparison to the pirates that were. She treaded with dull thuds down the road, following her sensitive nose. Her ears twitched when she heard the voices of children inside of a hut, which was coincidentally the source of the smell. Not wanting to be rude by just bursting in and dully pointing out, "You're smelly, you evil guy," she sat down across the road while ingesting another swig of rum. Her tail swished repetitively back and forth as she sat, thinking about what she would do when they emerged. For all she knew, he was only a doctor or a mortician, but one could never be too sure. Her dull, gold eyes traveled over the hut as she noticed that there were no doors, but beads instead. She could relatively make out some people standing inside. She sat and waited, tail swishing and rum repetitively trailing it's way to and from her mouth.

((It's nice to see you here, Minron!))

X's curiosity had taken over her common sense and she was walking down the path, looking ahead and still being cautious to the tree roots and stone on the path.

X kept on walking as she heard the voice again. she was still ready in case she was attacked or caught in a trap on accident. she looked around quickly and hoped that nothing was gonna harm her.

X sighed. this wasn't gonna be easy. she laid down on the ground and slowly started to army-crawl through the spores. she made her way around each one and was as stiff as a board as she made her way through them.

as a physical appearance, X looked no different. on the inside though, she was freaking out in her head, hoping the spider wouldn't see her as a snack. she crawled around the last spore and then stood up once she had cleared it.

((When faced with short replis, do what I do. Have your characters make eductaed guesses at things, it always rolls out tons of descriptive stuff. You coudl have said what my puppet looks like. Ex: The man in the claok seemed to look like a doll and he cloak seemed to be made out of puke or soemthing really pdisgusting. His face seemed to not move, like he was a doll or something. The smell that came off of him was like walknig into a room full of dead decomposing fish.))

Then there was his true targets, the two meat bags that looked alike. This intrested the puppet, since it intrested his master. Tyro drew the eye in his right hand clsoer to the twins and it went very clsoe to both of their faces, first the boy and then the girl. The eye was studying them, seeing if they looked actaully alike. To further the examination, Tyro would need blood samples. Meanwhiel in the Deep Ruins, X had made it past the spores. They were actaully eggs and one only hatched, the one following X right now. It scurried behing her and kept clsoe haste to her. Without warning, it jumped up and lightly grabbed her back, gently using its sticky legs to stay firmlly on.

Children had come out of the hut. Her hearing had been correct. There had been children inside that hut. And everyone appeared to think that she was drunk, an advantage that Midnyte had over most. The way that they looked at her in a somewhat pitying manner lead her to believe that this is what they all thought. So, she uttered a fake hiccup to continue this allusion as she cunningly studied the evil one. He was bending to the children's level and studying them with an eyeball in his right hand. This could not be good. Especially because of the way that this one reeked. Her right ear twitched atop her head as she listened to them talking. Midnyte was a little worried that the man would do something to hurt the children, so she kept up an even more vigilant watch. She took another drink from her rum bottle.

ooc: Wow, you all wrote a lot. Sorry i didn't write more sooner.

bic: Riley breathed in the fresh air coming from the ocean. Just as she was really getting comfortable, the branch underneath her gave out and she fell landing on her bottom. "Oww," She cringed. Riley got up and decided that the best way to feel the breeze was to go to the ocean herself. When she finally did get to the beach, she sighed. "It's much better here then it is up in a tree." She said to herself. Again she closed her eyes so she could feel the ocean breeze. It was then that she realized that her hand was creating fire. She did this out of habit but never really knew when she was doing it until afterwards. Quickly, she put the fire out and decided that sitting down would be better. To her, the sand felt so good between her fingers. It was very relaxing.