It floated effortlessly, the suddenly erupted bonfire having caught it's attention. It identified and acknowledged it's luck of the situation, being in the presence of such strange and alien creatures... At least, that's what they appeared like to the Mindskitter. They survived in packs, most definently, yet he could not pinpoint the pack's exact number as more came into view. Perhaps the mental confrontation of one of it's members would unveil hidden meaning behind this, [b]these[/b], species. A simple glide and he was hiding behind a peculiarly lack-luster specimen hurrying to the bonfire. He held a broken piece of metal, and was even adorned metal, perhaps this was simply a cultural tradition? No matter, it would know momentarily.

Syncing with the creature, (it was quite easy, they were very simple-minded). The Mindskitter began to drink the juices of his cerebral-

[center][i][color=8882be]"Oh goodness this is glorious."[/color][/i], it thought.[/center]

A whole royal feast and banquet lay on the beast's mindful tongue as he gorged thoughts of stables and knightly modesty. This delicious coarse was to be savored, indeed. The body of the mythic creature dissolved into the low lying vines and moss pads as he continued his pyschely bonded serving. These creatures, if they did not differ from this male, would be a godsend.