Colleen
Forest Shrine
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If either Rita or Anya cared to look at the snake haired lady, she was clutching the sides of her head, squatting on the ground.

"My hair, oogh, my beautiful hair...why god...why take it from me...I was a good girl..." The serpents on her head were still comforting the woman, one still patting her forehead as the others started to look in the direction that something rather concerning was coming from. She still didn't move herself though as her mental state continued to spiral as she was now mumbling about fashion, clothing, styling her serpents.

It was not the Caw of the crow that would first bring Colleen out of her stupor.

No, it was her own hair grabbing onto her cheeks with a gentle nibble and pulling her head in the direction of the scraping sound.

"Eh?" Come to think of it, the place was oddly quiet, too. That was never a good sign, was it. Usually a quiet forest meant there was some predator or something nearby that everything was hiding from. A sort of calm before the storm, wasn't it? Coming to her senses, Colleen frowned. Something wasn't right here. She'd stand up, stretching her legs as she'd move over to the short green woman.

"Rita, huh? Colleen. Remember it when I'm saving that green butt of yours." What could be making such loud footsteps. An elephant or something? It sounded excessively large and weighty. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she might as well see what it is before she made any decisions...