<span style="font-style: italic">'Can we play a game?' </span><br/><br/>Before Motto could even process Jin's question, he felt himself twitch without meaning to; his body tensing up and shuddering.  Motto's surprised sound wasn't audible to anyone but Jin however, because his presence had been switched to an exclusively mental one. Just as suddenly, Motto found that he had control of his movements again and flailed to regain his balance on the tree limb.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'I wanted to... I thought maybe we could try and climb but... it was selfish, I'm sorry' </span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF40">"Hey.. it's ok buddy. And listen, we can play all kinds of games as long as they don't make me look dumb in front of Lady Isabella.  You're not selfish, Jin.  At all.  Go ahead, try it agai- <span style="font-style: italic">oh sh**.."</span></span><br/><br/>It was then Motto spotted the black car and the messed up dog thing.  His muscles readied to start climbing down with every intention of charging in, but Jin's voice made Motto hesitate.  He decided to heed the little guy and remained in the treetop overlooking the frightening scene.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://i.imgur.com/k3MdcnS.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF40"><span style="font-style: italic">'I don't like this..I've never seen that kind of creature before and I've seen a lot of <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">OH SH**!</span></span>'</span></span>Motto felt ill after seeing it's freakish attack cut short by the vehicle.  Whatever the heck it was, it wasn't natural.<span style="color: #00FF40"><span style="font-style: italic"> 'Oh man she's getting OUT OF THE CAR?!  Jin we gotta get down there..this is insa-- wooahhhh.' </span></span>Motto grew silent as he watched Isabella calmly slaughter the terrifying beast.  An uneasy feeling settled in his gut about this wilderness and Isabella herself, but there was little he could do about it.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'I think we should give her a minute to cool down before we go over there' <br/></span><br/><span style="color: #00FF40">"What?  No!  The hell, we're big enough jerks for staying up here while she was in danger.  I'm not going to sit around and wait for the Princess to get attacked again, dude."</span><br/><br/>With that, Motto intended to make his way down the tree as fast as he could only to pause.<span style="color: #00FF40">"Wait.  Can we fly?"</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'umm... probably? I'm not really sure, but I could try to get us back down,'</span><br/><br/>Motto held his position and waited.  And waited.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF40"><span style="font-style: italic">'Jin?'</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'Yeah?'<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF40">'How's it coming along, man?  The whole flying thing..'</span><br/><br/>'Oh that.  I'm still trying.  Yup.  That's what I'm doing right now.'<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF40">'Jin.'</span><br/><br/>'Yes?'</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #00FF40">'I can tell you're ....hey.. you're stalling?!  I just heard your..feelings or whatever!  You're <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">hiding something! </span></span> Jin.. this isn't the time for stuff like that.  What if another one of those diabolical wolf ghost things show up?  Either tell me what you're keeping from me or ...yeah.'</span></span><br/><br/>Motto was usually pretty good with ultimatums but not this one.  He resumed his downward climb only a little more ticked off now.