[color=a187be]Ammi steps away from the door in slight surprise as a shadowy form floats out. For a minute, she's worried that it's some kind of creature like Amber and Clancy, and that if she dares to go in and check on Sephie or Michael, they'll be a bloody mess...but, soon, the form has turned itself back into what seems to be a regular person.
"Eh...?" Meora's ears perk up, an she turns to look at the cloaked tactician near her. The sound of her voice is very familiar.
"...Morgan-chan?" Meora asks. "Is that really you? Or is this a trick? Because I swear if this is one of the witches..."
"I honestly doubt it's a witch...they'd wait until they had regrouped a little more before attacking us again. shooting us down while we're still sort of recovering isn't enough fun for them." Felixter says.
"Hmm...yeah, that does sound like the kind of thing they'd do...treating us like toys...ugh. Sick witches..." Meora agrees with a disapproving look at the thought of the witches.
"Except for this one. This one's on our side." Ammi puts a paw on Nelodine's shoulder.
"Of course." Felixter chuckles.
"A-anyway, gomenesai, Morgan-chan." Meora turns back to the tactician girl with a sheepish grin. "I'm a bit more on edge than usual. Just got attacked, and we're expecting more fairly soon..."[/color]

[color=8dc73f]"Where is she now? Has she arrived in this world, yet? It's called Shava, right?" Noruani giggles in anticipation.
"She's here. She's with Sephie's little group of rebels, but that can easily be fixed." Natasha answers.
"What do you think we should do?" Numirra mutters.
"Easy. Go in there with different forms, and infiltrate the way we know how to best. Noruani, you can be our seer, knowing what everyone's doing and all. Numirra, you mess with lights and appliances as directed for distraction. I'll see if I can't infect someone with a curse somewhere along the line, and have a little fun with them while we go after our real target." Natasha lays out the plan for them.
"...What about Nymne?" Numirra inquires. The other 3 witch sisters turn to look at Nymne, who's curled up at the edge of the cave. She appears to be napping.
"Perhaps it's best if we leave her here. The animalistic witch might do something recklessly violent if we let her up." Natasha decides. The other two sisters agree, and soon, all of them except for Nymne leave the cave. Once they're out of earshot, Nymne opens her eyes, and gets back up onto her feet. A sly grin crosses her face.
"Fools..." Nymne sneers. "Soon enough, you'll stop writing me off as a crazy savage...but, not yet. I've got work to do, concerning your targets, dear sisters..."
The witch climbs out of the cave, and follows her sisters through a different path in the wilderness...[/color]