"Ooh, the 'mayor'," piped Aamu, her head wobbling at the weight of Solomon's small form. She lowered her head to let Solomon off gently, because even though she didn't mind, now wasn't the time to be lounging around on her head, no matter how soft and squishy it was. "I know where that is, and you're right, there's bound to be somewhere there who's willing to help us... and seriously hinder us, too," she commented, she distanced herself from Mary, Salem, and Solomon and began lumbering over to her human.<br/><br/>She sank into the ground beneath Joe, and he looked around nervously. She came up beneath him in a mass of great shadows, and he was propped up securely onto her back. He stumbled a little bit, clenching his legs into her sides like you would a horse. He leaned forward and grabbed onto her fur, which dissapated in swirls of wispy shadows. Aamu craned her neck backwards so she could see everyone and then said, "Alright, follow me." She leaped from her crouching position with a loud yelp of protest from Joe, who was somehow hanging on.<br/><br/>Aamu bounded out of the library's courtyard and through the streets of Limbo. Her claws made little clacking noises on the cobblestones. Joe struggled to maintain his balance, and he barely caught his hat when it dislodged itself from his head due to the speed Aamu was going. She didn't slow despite his discomfort, knowing that this was an urgent situation. They traveled until they arrived in a large plaza of some sorts. Aamu slowed and flicked her tail north west. "The manse is just up ahead, ways that way. There's a large courtyard of sorts in the front. Should we find an alternate way in or should we just knock on the doors?" she asked the group, in all seriousness. Even though sneaking gave them an advantage, they were a fairly large group, and Aamu thought they could probably handle anything the residents could throw at them.