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[center]Time, IC Day: Late Morning, Day 1
Location: Toran, within the city[/center]
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Mallory finally edged toward the entrance to the wilds. Gwisin decided to slink into invisibility earlier and floated in front of her, his presence comforting but slightly cold. Unlike Bool, she often kept her ghost/dark/poison type under a watchful eye. He tended to enjoy pranking individuals he didn’t particularly like. Mythi happened to be one of them since the natrelmon had grown an attitude of late, especially after he evolved. While she found it annoying, she hoped that Xander would eventually crack down and enforce manners into his starter.  

Her eyes finally spotted her friend with his fresh batch of mons. She held in her sigh when she saw Xander riding his Grianos, the large reptile with a fin on its spine, and patting it lovingly. It wasn’t hard to see it was upset. Her eyes noticed the two other natrelmon following him, Bovent and the lotus-shaped Loutila. In front of the pair, Doshe scamped toward her. 

[i]’Where was Myt-’[/i] Before Mallory could finish her thought, a flash of greyscale caught her attention. Her head jerked in time to spot the Mythari swoop in for the food. She frowned, annoyed with the greedy behavior. 

Before Mythi could steal the bowls, Gwisin stepped in. He had been walking in front of her the whole time and dropped his invisibility immediately. A loud, harsh rattling erupted from the cloaked mon’s throat in an attempt to spook Mythi away. 

Meanwhile, if the little annoyance continued he would find his claws pass right through the bowls and even Mallory’s arms. The reason was simple. She had cast a prestidigitation spell when Gwisin distracted the greedy monster. While her arms appeared never to have moved, she actually tucked them close to her body. That’s when Zeke circled her and created a perfect wall to block Mythi from the food. 

“Mythi, keep in mind I am the one that has the healing magic. If I don’t eat, I can’t heal. Would you like to see how well you’ll do when I [i]can’t[/i] heal you?” Mallory asked firmly, loud enough to be heard through the large insect. She hoped the threat might be enough to keep her from being flown at again. 

[@Raijinslayer]