Kyla was okay with walking and had watched the countryside with interest. When they arrived at the cave she couldn't help but gasp. Mostly because she really disliked insects and this one was far larger than her. No fly swatter to save her this time. Her fingers intwined into Tiny's fur as though a comfort for her and she drew a slower breath noticing the box around the insects neck.<br/><br/>"Master look it has the same box as the man..." She whispered standing a bit closer to him despite the fact that she wore her claws. For some reason the presence of such a foreboding insect scared the daylights out of her. Was this what the Priest Kings truly looked like? She certainly hoped not but could see why, if they were in fact the priest Kings, they hid.<br/><br/>It was at this point that even Tiny was a bit uneasy, clearly sensing something from the flying insect, waiting for it to speak, or rather the box to. Which seemed like eternity. Her heart raced as she pet Tiny, her feet dusty and slightly sore from the trek, though she noted how she had grown more accustomed to walking everywhere.