[center][h2][color=F0E68C]Asteria[/color][/h2][/center][hr][hr]
Asteria carefully licked the blood of her fur-coat, staring at the bone needles she had made. As far as she could see, two were very sharp and the best ones she had made, while six were kind of broken and useless as a weapon. The other seven were average. When her coat was cleaner, she curled into a ball next to Mother Rat and watched Jason, waiting for him to come out of that egg. He soon did, very much different. He was still a slime, just a much…flashier one. But he was most likely stronger now, so who’d care about a detail like that?

[color=F0E68C]“Jason, you changed,”[/color] she commented neutrally. Asteria couldn’t claim she had grown any fonder of him during their short acquaintance, but while he was out of commission, his leadership skills, as much as they uncomfortably resembled a dictatorship, still managed to create an obvious absence. Unfortunately, no-one else from this mismatched group seemed able or willing enough to fit a leadership role. They would just have to do with the slime, for now. Not [i]too[/i] bad of a deal when he was most likely the strongest one amongst them and had plenty of sense about what to do in a fight as well.[color=F0E68C] “Hey, listen, I made some bone needles, so we could use that hole for a trap instead of storing mana crystals. Unless you have a better idea what to do with them. I don’t think anyone beside you, Digbie, and maybe Asura could use them as a weapon,”[/color] she shrugged.

Still curled into a ball, Asteria closed her eyes for a few moments. She stayed fully alert, listening closely to any suspicious sounds, especially paying attention to anything that might signify the goblins’ approach. However, she did want to rest her body as much as she could before the fight, because although she had eaten lizard meat and drank some of their blood, she was still lightly fatigued from the digging, fighting, and being poisoned. She trusted her own senses and felt safe enough being near Mother Rat – who had proven to be quite the force in a fight – to simply rest for a while.
 
Listening to the goings on in the cave, Asteria resolved to wake up Edward soon if he didn’t do so on his own. He really didn’t need to get skewered in his sleep. Neither did she, but to be truthful, she was anxious enough that despite lying down, her heartbeat was faster than it usually was, and her muscles tensed back up almost as soon as she got them relaxed. At least she managed to control her breathing somewhat, and in an attempt to calm down, she once again called on the magic she knew she had within her, just to feel the energy coursing through her, though as usual, it wasn’t exactly eager to respond. All the while, she kept her ears perked up, waiting for the inevitable attack.