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Mother E'tani lead those that had chosen to come on this jaunty trip on quick steps, they were running late. She would later go on to blame Sigmund, of Lux, or even Innocentia depending on her mood and who she was talking to. Truthfully it was a culmination of all of them, gathering all their rather... electric personalities for anything often lead to delays. Snide remarks needed time to be tossed around as did poorly veiled threats. Mother E'tani of-course partook in none of that but that did not mean she took away the chance for others to do so. It was a good stress relieve and it was amusing as much as she never showed that.
"Hurry now." She hummed as she brought them closer. Pausing within a rather thick patch of forest, a dip in the earth helping hide them even further. "All those except myself, Sigmund, and Innocentia shall wait here until she returns with the... guest." She instructed, deeming it a safe enough spot. Besides that she trusted her proxies should they need to move or hide. She even trusted them to somehow excuse there presence on the slim chance someone came across them. Still.
"If you get any unexpected visitors dispose of them, hide them well enough no one will find them until we are gone of-course. Funk I hope you brought the herbs to hide our scents after we leave this place. Can't have our games ending to soon." She spoke turning sharp golden eyes to the tom in question though she knew he was to blase to find any threat in her glare. "You have free reign to do as you please with whoever Innocentia brings back, as long as they will stay alive enough to pass on a message of nonsense about the clan cats silly gods."
Give one last stern glance she turned and slipped off, her warden and proxy following her.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 31, 2019 19:42:56 GMT -5
"Cats. Cats. We're the cats. We prey at night, we stalk at night. We're the cats." Funk sang quietly to himself, "I gotcha covered giant cat." Around his neck, he carried what could be described as a makeshift basket, filled with herbs to the brim. He had lavender, catmint, poppy seeds, blessed thistle and a few oddities. If there was ever a chance to cause mischief, Funk was there.
Innocentia was dashing after her teams heels, they were at a quick jog, but for her tiny form this was an absolute ordeal. She stood up straight upon stopping to look up at Mother E'tani when she was talking, but couldn't help and lean away from Funkbeat. Her mother always said weirdos were contagious.
"If someone does give you trouble I'd prefer you hide them away and keep them alive. I made the mistake of not eating before this and would really love a snack after," Innocentia said sweetly with such charm some could describe as a pretty please sounding voice. One someone would instinctively say yes too if they weren't listening hard enough.
