[i][h3][color=fff79a][Calieo][/color][/h3][/i] 

	Calieo listened careful to what explanations had been given, though the way she stomped around and kicked at the earth beneath her suggested she was ignoring what Chambala and Rebecca had to say. She found the simplicity of grass to be somewhat endearing; it was like fur for the earth, and she wondered if it helped to keep the land warm. Chambala spoke of something to be wary of, biting things that may live in the grass, and as if to challenge whatever they may be Calieo hopped around to try and flatten a patch of green. 

	The novelty of the grass soon gone, Calieo returned her attention behind her and the display of flames encircling Denise immediately caught her eye. A smile broke out across her face, a mix of wonder and pleasure that the dancing lights invoked within her. Naturally her attention was then drawn lower, and she met the eyes of Denise's mount for a brief moment. Unsure what the blank faced being was thinking, Calieo snorted assertively before turning away from everyone to better observe the valley ahead.

	"Onward then! The guise of day lasts only so long," she announced, raising her shielded arm towards the other end of the valley. She'd only taken a few steps before her foot caught on something, and ungracefully she fell forward and slammed into the ground. As she fell her foot wrenched free the thing that had tripped her; a rusted knight's helm half buried in the dirt, the object flung behind her by her flailing legs. The grass that contacted the ball of her weapon left behind only smoke, no flames catching as anything to burn was incinerated the second it brushed past the caged ball of light.

	"SNAKE!" she screamed, flailing about on the ground to quickly push herself up. On her feet again she whirled around and kicked at the grass around her in blind frustration, confusion evident on her face. She hadn't seen where the helmet had flown, and couldn't see it now as the grass hid it once again, so she made an effort to calm herself once aware that her companions were likely watching. Clearly still a little flustered, she cleared her throat and let out a decompressing huff.

	"Onward," she declared again, less triumphant sounding this time as she started walking again, and now paying attention to her feet rather than where she was going.