Four flat feet and a very heavy tail dropped to the earth with a solid plop. Dessa pivoted to face the figure standing by the entrance of the outpost and drew back her lips to expose several rows of needle-like, curved teeth dripping with foul smelling saliva. Sef had her spear raised and ready to toss while her other hand was raised ahead of her like a shield. A pale blue light that moved oddly like smoke seemed to emanate from her palm.

"Identify yourself," she said when she recognized the figure to be that of a man, not one of the beasts from the wilds.