The Caravan Kokiri was currently standing up and gazing upon the Twisted-Acres. Yes, he knew that here all the dangerous things would be attracted to his 'allies', and not him. Boom would need to make sure he survived. For that was one of the few things that mattered in life. Like fire. Boom was fascinated and wondered how it would be if that shantytown succumbed to it.

Boom twitched a bit with spasms that rocked through his body, primarily in his back. He held onto the purple sack which he slung over his back quite tightly with his left hand. Quickly he turned his head from side to side, as his greasy hair swung with it. With a few twitching noises, he held out his right thumb and took a few nibbling bites upon it. 

After the nervous biting, he brought his free-hand to lower the goggles which hung on his forehead back down. But he decided against it, but nontheless he smirked and licked at his maw.

Gazing upon the forest he knew what he'd need to do. "Lotsa of woodses. [b]Yesssss[/b]." He swiveled his head back as he glanced upon his sack. "[i]We[/i] know what we must do." He paused for a moment as he scratched at his left arm. "Burns it?" Boom gave a single nod, "Yes, we shall burns it, and watches the fire."

Boom gazed back upon the Caravan and the various members of it. All of which would prove their continued use to Boom, mostly being the meatshields to die while Boom lives. Though there was one thing that Boom was not too certain on.

In this Caravan there was one thing, that they kept with them. But Boom did not know for what purpose. For some reason they kept a Tower-Fungus Deku.

Boom skittered towards the area of the Caravan in which the creature was present. He leaned in his head as he spoke to the thing. "Boom speaks. Does thing speaks?"

Quickly he shot a dart back towards the forest. "Yesss..." He said with a joyful delight, knowing how well the forest would burn. He shot a dart back to the creature.

"Does thing speaks?"