Cheryl
Ranoa once more lands here, and begins his search with a keen eye, searching every hole, hill, mountain and crevice.
Roxy
*Through his search he would have noticed the giant purple twisters moving about the place, displacing a lot of stuff and making this area dangerous to stay in for too long. However the results of his search would come to a resounding failure to find anything special, unless he finds a rock vaguely shaped like a dinosaur special.*
Bonnie
Ranoa proceeds to slap the metal brace on his arm, Covering himself in protective gear, before holding up his arm. He casts ``Haste`` on himself with a snap of the finger. Maybe he could outrun a twister if worst comes to worst. Or maybe not.

He hops back onto his keyblade glider, quickly soaring up into the upper parts of the area, hoping to see above the twisters and to stay a safe distance away.

He's looking down at each indivudal rock. For anything that looks different than the generic messy boulder.

"If its not on the ground, then maybe.." He mutters to himself as he hovers around, speeding up when a twister comes too close.

Finding nothing, he returns to the place he had started to start the search over, but with looking at boulders and giant rocks as opposed to the ground.