<span style="color: #ff8000">“It could be many things, such as something left over from the tree sap you were playing with. Luna sure would have looked funny struggling in some of that!”</span>Trix said happily.<br/><br/>Luna’s first reaction was to glare at the other fairy again, but then she thought about it a bit. If the sap - if it<i>was</i>the sap - was affecting even the usually-reserved Speaker, then a fairy covered in the stuff would completely lose it… assuming they had ‘it’ to lose in the first place. Maybe that wouldn’t have been so bad. Plus, it<i>had</i>smelled tasty.<br/><br/>But on blankets, she and Trix were on exactly the same page.<span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0)">“Typical! I bet a human was in charge of it, they always think bigger is better.”</span><br/><br/>Luna could only nod in solidarity.<span style="color: #006666">“I know! How <i>dare</i> they bring only human-sized blankets on their human expedition!”</span>she said with a concerning amount of sincerity, and shook a small fist at the crate of blankets.<br/><br/>She almost didn’t notice Berrac approaching in the dimness of the cave. Almost. It wasn’t really possible<i>not</i>to notice him, especially with that huge, humming hammer of his. She wondered how effective a hammer would be compared to a gun. What if some of the wildlife could attack from range? Maybe he could throw it like a boomerang.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80ff00">“Comrade… something raises a question. You ladies have no problem being nude, yet you hide behind blanket. Why you do this?”</span>The bull’s heavily accented voice practically rumbled through the air.<br/><br/>Luna put her two handfuls of blankets down near the meditating Speaker, then spun on her heel to face Berrac, her big blue-green eyes looking up at him.<span style="color: #006666">“Would you rather I didn’t?”</span>she asked innocently, then smiled.<span style="color: #006666">“There’s the responsible reasons, and then there’s the <i>real</i> reasons.”</span>She pretended to put on a pair of glasses.<span style="color: #006666">“For one, it wouldn’t do to distract people from doing their science-ing or, uh, soldiering. I’m a responsible researcher!”</span>She took off the pretend glasses.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">“But really, the blankets are warm and dry, and I’m not. And clothes can be fun sometimes, even if they’re just blankets.”</span>She did a little twirl for emphasis.<span style="color: #006666">“Some things are better if you can’t just have them whenever you want.”</span><i>Like honey. Or ice cream. Or a good frolic.</i><br/><br/>But she was soon distracted by Evy’s felintis projection in the middle of the room, surprisingly even ignoring all the talk about butts, which she quite liked. There was something dangerous-feeling about the purple feline, even more than the breast-breasted moths, so she wasn’t very amused when it charged Alicia, who looked like she’d found a very comfortable Maia-bed. Luna turned up her nose. Who needed cuddles, anyway?<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">“Though it has got some perks to it, I get to see every filthy thing all of you do when you think no one is watching…”</span>Evy grinned, and slowly met her eyes.<br/><br/>Luna grinned right back.<span style="color: #006666">“I hope you liked it~!”</span>she said, her cheeks colouring a little. She’d wondered just how much Evy could see, and now she knew. At least Evy got to have some fun too, in her way.<br/><br/>She shrugged at the suggestion to close ranks. It wasn’t a bad idea. At least she’d be close enough to hear if a felintis decided to eat one of them... as long as it wasn't her. On the other hand, Alicia and Maia’s cuddling would be harder to ignore. She wasn’t sure she<i>wanted</i>to ignore it, but still.<br/><br/>Luna rummaged through the supplies until she found a few bedrolls and picked a spot not too far away to set it up. It looked comfortable enough - better than sleeping on wood, anyway. Grass, dirt, sand, sure, but she drew the line at wood. She stretched a little, then laid down on the comfy bedroll, resting her chin on her hands. She idly kicked her feet as her eyes swept the room. She’d have to pick between sleeping and observing eventually, but not just yet.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>