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Somehow, Senga's nose against her flank was comforting. It was often that any but the other Protectors offered the comfort of physical touch, likely due to the difference in rank between herself and the others. And while she certainly appreciated their respect, she had never really had any interest in being set apart from them. The fact that the wolf-pelted horseman had bridged this gap now would have made her smile, had she been in her normal form -- instead, she merely gave him an affectionate look, her amber eyes glittering, even as a minipet.

"If he so chooses," she replied, offering no other information of her plan. She trusted the other two would understand... and if not, at least trust her to make the right decision. Unfortunately, she had proven herself less than competent in this environment... but perhaps, this time, she would not lead them astray. She could only hope.

Tilting her head a little at Robert, the horsewoman gave him a curious look, seeming unconcerned by his growl. "Can I not be someone concerned for your well-being?" she replied, sounding a little amused by his suspicion, "We will be less concerned for you, if you so desire." She made no attempt to approach him, instead pretending to have very little interest in him at all, her attention shifting to where the crystal shard disappeared.

"Shaheen is correct, we should attempt to retrieve it. Medea will very likely want it..." Starting in that direction, she flicked her eyes over her shoulder one last time, giving him an almost sweet look, flicking her tail at him.

"Goodbye, fluffy~"

▸ ▸ senga is currently roaming the closet entrance, heading for the Breeding Caves.

Senga blinked owlishly at the name, his expression melting into as flat a look as a minipet could muster. "Fluffy? I have a name, pup." He responded, lifting his head and shaking out the irritation like a bad bunch of fleas. Leaning forward, the antlered wolf opened his jaws and nipped lazily at Robert's snout, ears pricked towards him like he was a fascinating sort of alien. Slowly though, his attention was drawn from Robert himself to Robert's words.

"Well - " He began waspishly, before trailing off and coughing into a paw. "I'm sorry," He rumbled, and waved the paw at Robert instead, "that was rude." His tone turned flat, for Senga had never been good at talking gently to others. "We are going that way, if you would like to join us." He said in a tone that had to be genuine, because it sure as hell wasn't much else than blunt truth.

His eyes turned to the horse-turned-Protector, and - could wolf minipets smile? He wasn't sure he wanted to try, though he did let the corners of his mouth curve up a bit, tail wagging in return. Though they were only meeting for the first time as four-legged minipets, he certainly liked Eris, strange tossing habits and all. He also felt that familiar kinship with her as he did with all of his remaining Clan, even though his ears fluffed and quivered at the idea that he might have been being too bold when one considered the chain of command and just how far down on it he was as opposed to her. But, well... Senga pawed at his ears and looked at Shaheen as well. They didn't seem to mind, and nor did he.

His tail flicked against Shaheen's when it responded, and curiously, he focused on controlling it, the tail lolling for a moment before wrapping around Shaheen's in a slight semi-circle. He growled in amusement, and lifted his eyes at the - "Are you purring?" It was a stupid statement, and Senga instantly bowed his head in mortification. It was a fascinating sound though, and Senga lifted his head after a moment, leaning his ear in close to Shaheen to try and hear better before Eris dragged his attention back. He returned the chieftains glance with a "I know right," sort of look, shaking himself out as they prepared to go after the whatever-that-thing-was.

He wasn't quite sure what Eris's plan was for this dog, but he trusted her enough that she had a good idea in mind. Trotting after the horse towards the beginnings of the beach, the jungle in the distance, and the caves beyond, Senga paused to look back at Robert. "Goodbye?" He echoed, shaking out his pelt-thing and turning his head back to the land they were about to trek.

He had a bad feeling about this.

"Do you have any idea what that was?" He asked in bemusement, turning his head back to Eris. Or where in the seven hells Medea went after we got trapped here. But he didn't ask that out loud.

And now all of Robert's attention was on the white hairball of a wolf, who was just asking for a fight. His muzzle opened in the closest a golden retriever could come to a grin, and that giant tail flopped over his teeth as he panted in excitement. He stood up to his full height, and his head tilted from one side to another - ..was he trying to crack his neck? His normal methods of intimidation were failing him. It was time to be a dog, for once.

All his teeth shined bright white as his lips peeled back in a snarl.

"Watch who you're callin' pup, snack." The deep, throaty bass of Robert's normal voice was accentuated by the vibration of his growl - a sound he decided he kind of liked. He was just itching for a fight. It was clear in the constant ripples of the muscles underneath that scruffy, thick golden retriever's fur.

The three were walking away. Away. Robert walked back and forth in a line, as if something prevented him from moving forward, as he tried to make his decision. It was probably a good idea to follow them. Find out what the bastards were doing. But he knew three against one wasn't a fair fight.

Maybe if a few more of them showed up, it might be a little fairer.

"Th' hell with it." He grumbled to himself, as he slowly padded forward, keeping enough space between himself and the trio to keep them in his sights.

"I am in complete agreement," she replied to Shaheen, her tone far more serious now that they had begun to move away, "You were wise to suggest we do so. I cannot imagine what would happen to us should something of such magnitude fall into their hands."

And it was, without a doubt, something important. Although completely unfamiliar with minipets in general, much less the world from which they came, there seemed to have been something exceptionally wrong with the one which had encapsulated the shard. For one, all the other minis had wasted no time in running in absolute terror from the creature. For another, it had drawn the very color from the environment, as if sucking the life force from everything it touched. Even when they had attacked it, it had injured them, causing them pain just from its touch. She could not imagine the power that single shard held, and what could be done with it.

"As for what it was, I am... not quite sure. But I think it may be a shard of the mirror. Perhaps our way home. The presence of the hunter suggests perhaps things did not go as planned for..."

Going quiet, Eris' ears perked a little, but she continued moving across the beach, unperturbed by the large dog following them a ways away. Out of the corners of her eyes, she glanced at her companions, giving them an amused look. She knew they weren't pleased with Robert's presence, but she assumed they knew he was no good to them dead. And he could very well be an asset alive.

"You shouldn't slink in the shadows, hunter~" she raised her voice a little for him, her tone sweet and almost sing-song, teasing, "One might question your intentions." Glancing over her shoulder, she gave him a droll look rolling her eyes. "Come talk with us, Hunter. We won't bite. Hard."

Promises she never intended to keep were the best kind.

▸ ▸ senga is currently roaming heading to the breeding caves.

It was probably unwise to open his mouth again.

Very unwise.

So of course, Senga did.

"Snack? Really?" The wolf's incredulous tone was somewhat lessened by the helpless amusement in his voice, punctuated only by his tail, swishing to and fro like an invisible breeze was making it move. He was not a snack. And what kind of name was that anyways? He almost liked Fluffy better. Senga paused in his steps and stared down at his body. He didn't look like a snack at least, did he? Frowning, he turned his head back at Robert, torn between being pleased that he caved and followed them and being indignant that the other was just asking him to stop holding his tongue. If this could even be considered holding his tongue at all.

"Do I look like food to you? Are you going to try and eat me?" He opened his mouth and his tongue lolled out, "I doubt I'd taste good."

Swiveling back to attention when Eris spoke again, the young executioners tail wagged in thought. A shard of the mirror? "Hmmmm. Let us hope we find it soon then, and that no one else gets there first. It would be nice to find a way... back." He rumbled in thought and growled slightly in pleasure when it was insinuated that perhaps the hunters plans did not go all that well either, ears quirking as the soft grass gave way to sand. "Maybe we can find others too, if the same fate occurred to them..." He could see minipets around them, all looking at them with suspicious intentions in their eyes. Senga felt a shiver thick down his spine and instinctively hovered closer to his group, rather uninterested in whatever they might have been planning out there. He wasn't familiar with minipets or their activities, and to be honest, he really didn't want to find out.

Looking back at Robert when Eris promised that they wouldn't bite, Senga couldn't help but reveal his canines in return towards the earlier pearly white show the hunter had given him. "Crunch, crunch," He teased in dry amusement, nipping the air and swishing his tail. The salty air around them seemed pungent, and Senga stared at the trees of the jungle, hoping that they would find the shard soon.

Were she and Senga holding tails now? "Yes I am! Purring I mean." She tried to sound indignant, and confident, like it had been intended all along, her head raising as she attempted to look down on him like she might have if she was still in her normal form.

Except that she wasn't. She was a fragile little war vaisel and she felt so ridiculous that she just couldn't even put on the show of seriousness for five seconds before she was completely deflating, and if a vaisel could smile, she would certainly be casting one Senga's way now, to show him that she wasn't actually upset with him for asking. "These bodies, they will take some getting used to, but I'm sure with time we will overcome this obstacle as well." Her tail flicked behind her yet more as she walked, her ears twitching towards Eris when the proctector spoke. A feeling of warmth washed through her at the praise that she offered, and she held her head high once more.

"I believe you may be correct," and then, in a much more hushed tone, "But what of the high priestess? Did either of you see what might have become of her?" They were only three of many, and perhaps lucky to have come across each other. Were the other horsemen scattered across this foreign world of minipets as well?

Her ears twitched at the distant sound of following paws treading on the ground behind them, and Shaheen too swiveled her head so as to get a good look at the canine hunter, offering him a grin that flashed dainty, pointed fangs , probably not nearly as intimidating as that of Senga's. She opted not to add her own comments to the mix, as she would likely just say something along the lines of 'go and die now please'. except less polite.

[The Closet Entrance, heading to beach?]

Azure did notice that these minis were somehow different from them, somehow........
Heard from others, there are a gang of those minis gathered around the beach, maybe he should go and have a look?

Curious Azure the Sunekosuri walked towards the beach with a little jumping, he seemed excited to meet some new cool friends.

Azure reached the beach when he finished humming a song.