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The couple of cats that attempted an attack were meet with resistance, the creature lashing out with well... cat-like reflexes. Their attempts seemed fairly futile, the creature not even flinching under the bite or scratch. It seemed it would take a little more then that.

For Mauvian cats it was pretty easy to read the feline signs in the monster's body language. He was on the defense, his tail puffed, his ears pinned back against his wild ocean of hair/fur. However that defense didn't last long. His growl was low toned but grew in volume as slowly but surely the creature seemed almost to pace and stalk forward, eyes focusing on all of the Mauvians around him. Was he seeking the weakest? His best option of escape? Or was he ready to go from being the 'cornered prey' to the hunter himself.

A loud hiss revealed a row of glimmering teeth, his clawed 'hands' clutching and unclutching nervously.

They didn't have a lot of time. But they did have something else.

They were in the park, with a nearby playground, trash cans, and all the kinds of random pieces of junk (and not junk) that people had left behind from the day before. Senshi used their surroundings all the time to give themselves a leg up. Maybe the band of Mauvians could do the same!

Work together to try and make a weapon to kill the monster.

The combined efforts of herself and the other Mauvians was enough to take down the dog youma, and that left one happily panting Horatio to crow in victory. "We did it! Take that, Pyscho Dog!"

The celebration was short-lived, though. An even more blood-curdling cry pierced the night and if a dog youma had been intimidating... the were-cat, shiny stealer... thing that faced them now was even worse. Not that the cream-colored Guardian knew how to truly be intimidated, but she did know that she was tired. This was her third fight in a row that night and even though she had not resorted to a single forehead beam... she could feel her muscles stiffening under strain and the gash on her forehead aching. Only one thing to do - try and make use of what they had to try and get rid of the bigger threat. She spoke up to anyone who would listen. "Anyone got anything useful to fight with? I don't have much, myself..."

The Himalayan shimmied quickly to get her available items gathered to contribute. She tugged off her broken goggles, and flung them to the ground before twisting and tugging off the dirty checkered flag and adding it to the pile. Her teal eyes narrowed as she studied the meager offerings and then an idea struck her. Crouching onto her hind legs, she used her front paws to scrape off some bubblegum that had gotten tangled into her fur from the first battle with the Chaos cat.

"Annnnd, I think that's all I've got to offer!" Nothing particularly deadly, but hopefully at least useful for fastenings or to add flare. She looked expectantly around the other gathered Mauvians and waited for them to add to the pile. Then they could begin building! Oooh, this was all the most heart-pounding game ever and Horatio couldn't help but grin excitedly at the whole situation. Sure, it wasn't good, but if they all put their paws together there was no way they could lose. Dog monster had gone down, and freaky werewolf cat thing would go down too.

There was not an ounce of doubt in her tiny body.

Liryn pondered the feline-istic monster thoughtfully for a moment. Mayhaps it was the nervous-looking movements of the thing's claws or the fact that despite the thing's agitated movements it wasn't acting like the dog youma from before - whatever the reason the end result was that for some reason that he couldn't really explain Liryn wasn't getting the same sort of vibe that he'd gotten from the dog youma and because of that the tabby bobtail was therefore finding himself loathe to outright attack - at least for now.

One of the gathered cats (Horatio), one that had been there earlier back with the dog youma suggested that they try fighting the cat-monster thing. Whilst another, who he could hear but not see, (Snowball), suggested that they try saving the thing, which was close to the way that his own thoughts were leaning. "It's worth a try" he called back, adding "Maybe someone here can tell us new to here what happened." He thought about it. "Well at least the quick version." After all although something clearly seemed to have happened whilst they were dealing with the dog youma, time didn't really seem to be on their side.

He looked at Ash and Sheena before continuing in a quieter voice. "That thing, whatever it is seems more nervous to me than the monster from before, maybe if we can find a way to make it less nervous then we can help it." before adding a little belatedly "Want to help try?"

Another voice piped up about trying to help the cat-monster thing and Liryn looked over in the direction that he thought the voice had come from, purplish eyes spotting Siberian cat (Julienne).

"I'm happy to do what I cat to help" he told the larger cat. "Although I don't know what happened here, do you know?" He couldn't remember seeing her back by the fight with the youma dog so mayhaps she had seen happened here.

"I think another cat mentioned wanting to help too" he was referring to the cat who he had heard but not seen speaking earlier (Snowball). "I'm sure if we put our heads together that we can come up with something."

"That's a good start but we should probably add something sharp to the mix."

Having recovered from being based kicked off and flung by the monster, Dahlia gave herself one more big shake before making her way towards the small cat that was throwing all her clothing to the ground. Dahlia wasn't ready to give up her accessories, her jewelry was far too valuable for this task.

But she did have a few things to offer. Her communicator crystal was summoned from subspace and added to the pile. After a moment of rumaging she was also able to add a kind of pointed stick and the remenants of a broke bottle.

"Unless we decide to go with something super techy and magical I think we need some more stabbing stuff. I'm not completely sure whether or not that thing will turn to dust like a youma will. So we might need to be a little more aggressive to take it down."

With a giggle and a smile, the girl patted her companion on the head. "I am pretty sure bathrooms are not easy to store in a portable manner!" She allow her eyes to wander about the surroundings, noticing as the other Mauvians were seemingly gathering various items. For what specifically, she didn't know.

However, if the feline beast was already intimidated by the other cats earlier, ********* could only imagine seeing them pull items together might set it off further.

In an effort to distract the beast, ********* stepped up close enough where it would potentially be difficult to see the other Mauvians at work.

"Thetis is right though... We don't want to fight... it's not what we Mauvians are really built for!"

C. Take a minute to plan and C. Work together to save the cat monster thing!

Sheena sat with the other's listening to them speak and looking briefly at the going on around her. Some of the other's seemed to be getting things together, but most seemed not to really know what to do. She was among them though she didn't want to admit it. Still she got to her feet and cleared her throat.

"Anything is better than nothing right? You said he seems nervous right," she said to Liryn, "even if we don't know what it's doing we can ask simple questions. Like what's it doing? It's got something in it's hands right? And it seems defensive, that's a clue, right?"

She looked around at the other's, "we came here looking for the meteors right, the shinies," she pushed. "Just have to add things up right?"

Rhys had seen nothing at all the matter with opening up to this special "human" with the special thing. As she saw it, guardian cats were forever sticking themselves in the middle of the average and the extraordinary and mediating the two. Besides, she wanted to talk with him! Still, she did feel a pang of guilt for her chaos-starred companion's... odd distress. The ragamuffin would be patient with all of them, including the lost white moon leaders.

Tragically, ideas of coaxing the meek figure were thrown out as he got terribly - and unnecessarily! - defensive. As in, turn into a wild beast defensive. Rhys jerked her head back towards where the other group had been battling, realizing that the yowl must have been the previous creature's death knell. Had a shiny been found in its remains? Was the shiny and its human host lost then?

"Such a shame," she said quietly, backing away from its hairy form. It reminded her a bit of a youma now, souring her favor, but not entirely banishing it yet. That was not true of all of them. The attacks were valiant, though unsuccessful. It ushered in a need for planning. Rhys listened approvingly as other Mauvians spoke sweetly to it and bribed it with nicities, while she considered her other, more magical options. Don't give up! (Sadly, now was not the time for a headbeam.) An idea came - a little unorthodox, but an idea. If it worked, she could share!

Reaching out with the same Mauvian magic that finds starseeds, Rhys scans the creature for the shiny. What could be done with it, if anything, was to be determined.