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Silver dodged the last few asteroids landing between her and the cave, finally reaching safety with the other Wishes. She flopped out on the floor for a moment, catching her breath, before rising to her feet again and looking around. With her late arrival, she'd missed the earlier discussion, but there had never been any doubt in her mind that something would need to be done, and the Wishes were the right ones to do it. So she looked to see who was collected enough to be working towards a solution.

The scales lining the Deathcharm's eyeridges lifted slightly at the feisty attitude the fluffy pink and white wish had taken, quietly watching her fume and bristle at Castor's valiant attempt at flirtation. Not butting into their dispute, but also not quite pretending to not be listening. Not that it was difficult to hear them or anything -- she seemed to not even try keeping the bitterness in her spun-sugar voice. This was made even more obvious as the seething Wishing Crystal promptly fainted before their very eyes, in his opinion likely from a popped blood vessel.

Feisty indeed.

Tilting his head slightly to the side, Charon stood slowly, lazily from where he had been sitting on his haunches, meandering over to nudge her a little with one clawed paw, mildly intrigued. "Dramatic little thing, isn't she?" he replied, mostly to Castor, since he seemed to have been the reason for her sudden comatose state. Honestly he didn't blame her. The Star Scareon seemed quite confident in his abilities. And people said he thought he was hot stuff.

"Ah~ I see," Charon replied as he listened to Castor's explanation for his attempt to woo Fluffums, rough voice still sounding immensely amused. "Then I am relieved the after party is safe in your very capable paws." It was hard to tell if he was seriously or not -- it seemed he toed the line between being polite and hinting at being offensive. Regardless, as the pale blue scareon continued there was a distinctly fiendish glint to his eyes, mischievous in all the wrong ways.

Non-existent lips curled around sharp, malicious-looking teeth.

"Not at all. That would be rude, don't you agree?"

Silver watched in consternation as the other Wishes who were talking simply discussed... an after-party. What?! She shook her head, turning back around to face outside. When Pice addressed her she turned, and cocked her head. "Um, thank you? But I think we have more pressing worries. Do you know if any of the others are planning how to stop whatever is bombarding us? This cave won't protect us forever, but the others don't seem particularly concerned." She nodded her head in the direction of Castor and Charon, clearly unimpressed.

Wishing Moon had been watching the Asteroid shower from her safe distance, but when others had begun to skirt the opening of the cave, she climbed out quickly and skidded in front of them.

"STTTTTTTTTOP!" She cried out, holding her paws out in a barring motion. "It's dangerous to go alone! Everyone get back inside safely until we figure out just what we're dealing with and how to deal with-"

Her words were cut short when an asteroid sailed right by the mouth of the cave, proving her warnings correct. The heat of the asteroid could be felt on her back, but it was the sound of impact that had her fur sticking up in fear, and her eyes widened to saucers. "AIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!" She let out a ridiculous scream, barrelling headfirst through the few that had been brave enough to come near the cave opening, and heading straight for Prince Rose.

A slimed patch on the floor ruined her plans, and instead of running she found herself slipping, sliding, and pretty much flying towards Charon. She slammed into the Deathcharm, but her small form pretty much bounced off of him and flopped to the ground.

She landed upside down on her head, with her tail in the air. How unladylike.

Purin's hair rose on her back as she noticed all the commotion and started to step back, back, back, until her eyes spotted the small, puffed form of her fellow sister, Shaggy. Puffing, she trotted over to the other zodiac and plopped down beside her, nuzzling her nose against her chin and smiling. "Come on now. They might be...." She looked out to the group. "....utterly, totally, ridiculously hopeless, but at least there is a lot of them. Strength in numbers. Better than being all alone." Though she worried about their other siblings. They had been a big litter and there had been many families. She hoped they were off in a little cave of their own. At least she had Shaggy, and she shifted until her side was against the other zodiac. "I'm glad you're here."

If there was any reply from Castor, it was completely lost as a streak of gold and the sight of endless pigtails streaked like a Wish possessed through the darkened cave, the sound of Moon's screetched STTTTTTTTTTTOP! echoing quite painfully against the semi-polished walls. Almost immediate Charon winced visibly, glowing eyes narrowing slightly more with pain and mild skepticism as they followed the ... enthusiastic female wish. Enthusiastic with everything, it seemed, as he recalled the eagerness with which she had pounced on top of Prince Rose. He seemed almost relieved as she dashed completely out of the mouth of the cave -- bewildered as to why, but relieved none the less.

But she'd be back. He wasn't sure when, but he was sure she would.

Turning back towards Castor with the full intent of continuing their riveting conversation, he was just about to speak again when that squealing returned full force, and suddenly he felt what was the effect of a snowball splatting against his body, downward eyes revealing the rather-compromised Wishing Moon.

"Back so soon?" he asked a little sarcastically, bending his head down a little so as to peer at her with a wicked little smirk, "You, my dear, were almost extra crispy."

Reaching down to clasp the base of her tail in his talons, he picked up the undignified blonde, turning to the prince who had been effectively wooing her with a mild look.

"I think you dropped this."

Luna sadly looked around all of the destruction. It was truly sad and she hated to see it all. She lightly bounded up to the group. "I will join as well. Whatever we must do I shall help."

There was something incredibly intimidating about the giant Deathcharm and the fact that perhaps he could probably rip the cloak away from poor Prince Rose with little effort whatsoever. It was distressing enough that sometimes he dropped his rose when thinking of things bigger and scarier than him, things he could not defeat with Stirring Speeches, but to lose his cloak?!

Scandalous.

Wrapping said garment around Wishing Moon again his voice was comforting and tucking her incredibly fluffy self against his side...was that slime?! IT WAS SLIME! Paws fussed at the slime like he was cleaning her more importantly than himself, flinging it here and there and chattering almost in a motherly fashion.

After all, not all Stirring Speeches had to be for bravado! But they were the easiest. "You poor thing it is okay I am here you should stay close to me. I will protect you from patches of slime, meteors, and strange invisible creatures that are quite morose and sneaky. Also that odd green one. I do not like how he looks at you." Because it was as much a smolder as the one Prince Rose employed!

Couldn't the guy get his own girl?