[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#B22222]Cassiopeia Hood[/color][/h2][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/l0Ex51vOyF6GwhFpm/giphy.gif?cid=790b7611dd27d40af1865bb0be61871795307cda773c9c22&rid=giphy.gif&ct=g[/img][hr][color=#B22222]Location:[/color] Tower -- The Moors
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     Cassiopeia blushed when Rose said she wanted to stay with her group after they did the recon. Cassi leaned into Rose and kissed her cheek quickly before refocusing. It amazed Cassi how quick it was for her to transition from being only Rose's friend and harmless flirting to something a bit more serious. She was loving every minute of it.
     Cassiopeia looked at her twin when she tried teasing her. Cassi nudged her back in retaliation. 
     [color=#B22222]"Ya, let me know how that goes the next time you need a spider killed."[/color] It really made hunting difficult when a spider landed on her sister's shoulder and she scared everything off within ten miles of their location. 
     A decision was made to wait until morning before they did any kind of recon. Cassiopeia liked the sounds of that. A decent sleep, meal and a chance to restock their supplies would make certain they were fresh for reconnaissance and any possible fighting. 
     Rapunzel announced there were rooms for them all upstairs and Cassi looked to her sister at the same time Layla looked to her. [color=#B22222]"Should we share a room?"[/color] she looked at Rose, inviting her to stay with them as well. [color=#B22222]"Unless you want to stay with your mom of course."[/color] Cassi would love for Rose to stay with her. Nothing would happen, not with Layla there but she didn't want to pressure Rose either. They could simply share a meal together and see each other in the morning.

[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#F08080]Willow Jones[/color][/h2][img]https://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/34400000/Klaus-Mikaelson-Caroline-Forbes-klaus-and-caroline-34448889-245-245.gif[/img][hr][color=#F08080]Location:[/color] Palace -- Agrabah  
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     Willow remained latched onto Colby's arm, seemingly trying to leech the strength from him as they regained their rather large group. Willow was ready to run off the dance floor when a voice made her blood run cold. It was one thing to see the man from afar, another entirely to hear and see him up close. 
     Willow slowly turned her head to look at the man who was heavily scarred. She just stared at him, unsure if she should curtsey, curse or run. Willow's eyes drifted to her mother's form, looking for help and answers.