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Nova the soul-snatcher. Fits.)

Skyeler highly disagreed. "Oh, but the fun has just begun..." she said. "I'm waiting..."

Letting out an exasperated sigh, she turned to the squirrel. "Might wanna hop on, could get you out of here faster." She motioned to her back with a nod of her head, making the blue mist-like flame of her eyes bounce and curl at the movement. She still kept herself between the Owl and Squirrel. Nova's eyes bounced between the two, scowling all the while.

The barn owl scowled "You stupid wolf!" she yelled, "You will never survive out in this world!" She dove at the squirrel at full speed. Maybe, she thought, I might just kill a wolf today too!

Scuttle nodded, then her mouth fell open. The wolf's eyes were flaming! She didn't have opportunity to gape at thiss, though, because then the owl came at her! "AAAAH!" she yelped, jumping onto the wolf's back splayed and clinging tightly to its fur. "Get us outta here!"

Skyeler stood at one of the only exits. "Watcha gonna do, jump?" she teased. She wanted that squirrel!!!

"Uh, actually, that's a good idea."
She replied in a mock-happy voice and hopped to the branch below, which gave way under he weight with a resounding 'SNAP!'. Nova let out a squawk as she found herself tumbling down the tree with a terrified squirrel latched onto her neck-fur for dear life.

After sh landed, stomach down, she let out a string of loud, angry curses and wobbled to he feet. "Also, Owl, I will be fine, surviving. As you can probably see, I've made it this far." she said gruffly and shook her fur, earning a squawk of fear from the squirrel.
(if that counts as Bob-modding I'll edit post lul

((Naw, it is, but whatcha made 'er do is what I would've done anyway. Just moved the rp along more smoothly.
Haha. Travel by wolf. Not the best way if the wolf is prone to tree climbing. Or acrobatics of any sort. And is the size of twenty of you.))

It was a very very very very very verrrrrry frightening way to travel, with all of the bumps and rises and dips. It felt like she was always falling, even though she should have felt safe, as the wolf was almost-ground. As it turns out, unstable ground does not feel safe. Then the wolf actually shook her fur! No! She let out a squawk involuntarily as she was bumped back a centimeter, then regaining a grip on the fur with all four paws quickly, she let out a squeaky, indigninant, "Hey! Careful! Passenger here."

She gave a dry laugh and nodded. "that was the last of my tree climbing. yeesh." Nova snorted and looked around before starting into a fast trot. "Hmmh... how do you get rid of Owl's?" she asked no one in particular.

Sand could tell Scuttle was going to be safe for now, with the wolf. Sand quickly ate a nearby seed, and ran towards where her cat friend lived. Conveniently, she was in her garden. The cat looked surprised to see her, then smirked and pounced.
"Wait!Let me go! I'm Sand, remember?" the cat stared at her, puzzled, but then got off her sand and meowed: "Oh, hey. I'm Iris. So, you just popping around to say hello or do you need a favour?"
"Umm, just a favour. A snake took over my home, so can you fight or kill the snake to drive it off please?" the cat nodded, smiling.
"Of course, I'll do anything for you!" Sand beckoned Iris to follow, and ran to her hole. ((The hole is pretty close to Iris's home.)) The snake came out, hissing at the two invaders. Iris quickly swiped it's head, not a death blow, but nearly. The snake had no time to react until it was too late- Iris had bit it's neck and it had simply died. Iris tried taking a bite out of it, but spat the snake flesh out again.
"That's horrible! I'll leave it here for some scaven-"
"Wait!" squeaked Sand. "Take it somewhere else, or predators wanting a mouse as a snack will come." Iris picked it up and ran somewhere- Sand didn't know where- to drop the snake. Happy about her home being taken back, she scuttled inside.

Scuttle ignored the wolf's response with as much dignity as she could. She was, after all, holding onto it for her life. She clenched her teeth together while she was lightly bounced with each step of the quick gait. Each bump made her nervous, though she was clearly secure. Well, not-so-clearly, but still! Secure.

She slowed to a walk and gazed behind her, the seemingly ever-present scowl masking her features. Grunting she slowly moved under a large oak tree, with bushes, thorns and flowers surrounding it, shielding them from watchful eyes. "You got a name, or do I have to keep calling you squirrel?" She asked, looking expectantly at the black squirrel.

Skyeler squawked, and glared. She qwhispered to herself, "When night comes, I will find you..." She flew to her hole, and finally got some sleep.

She plopped onto her stomach and sprawled in the lush grass, her flaming eyes finally just settling down to a soft glow as she waited paitently for the squirrrl's answer. The fading sunset rays trickled into the little make-shift nest, between the leaves that were blocking view of them from the outside.

The wolf asked for her name. The dark-furred squirrel stared blankly at the wolf as it set its gaze on her. Its eyes were still flaming... It sat down, waiting for an answer. She was glad when its eyes stoped glowing so brightly, and shook herself lightly. She had to give an answer. "My name's Scuttle." She thought herself very brave for having answered the fiercesome beast. She released her grip on the wolf's fur, sitting back onto her haunches, pausing for a moment.

"And I'd much prefer you'd call me that than 'squirrel'!" she then added quickly. "I happen to like my name."