"Don't you touch me, either of you. I know your game," Koz tried to look as threatening as possible, but it was hard when she knew she was more-or-less helpless.<br/><br/>All the ruckus had woken a someone in a nearby clearing. Gelatine shook herself awake and brushed the leaves off herself. She was a jelly girl, bright magenta pink, with a frankly ridiculous bust and hips to match. She had been told she tasted like cotton candy. But, hearing all the commotion, she slunk into the spring to see what was happening. It was a complete mess. Empty bottles everywhere, overturned glasses, the works. Not to mention the assortment of predators, and the terribly bloated wolfwoman. Geltine figured she really had her work cut out for her. She wobbled up closer to see the damage a little better. Unfortunately she bumped one of the preds. She'd hoped to stay unnoticed.