Many of those who remained in camp simply picked a random cut of meat for their meals, though on Newt's request, Kaleeth gave him a cut of the minotaur calf for his dinner. No one spoke up immediately in response to Sabine, suggesting that the days of the other search parties had not been nearly as eventful as Gallus'. Ahnasha shrugged her shoulders, and decided to at least acknowledge Sabine's question. "Well, Colors fell out of a tree about half way through our search. I took over after that."

"As I said before, there was no way I could see that caterpillar against the tree. I doubt you would have hung on after a sting, or...bite, or whatever from that thing." Colors retorted. 

Ahnasha laughed. "It was a moving, bright red and orange caterpillar. I saw it from the forest floor."

"Hmph, colors. Well, it was all grey to me. Sneaky little venomous beast; at least I crushed it in the process." Colors grumbled, crossing his arms.

Ahnasha could not help but to grin. "Yes, I'm sure it was cursing your name as you squashed it beneath your flailing arms."