((wow... this really picked up while I was gone! >.<))<br/><br/>Lute had gotten quiet, waiting impatiently for the trip to start. He didn't really speak up as they started forming teams, letting everyone pick first. He'd rather be on the team with the last-picked people anyways. People that didn't get picked were the slow and the weak ones. That meant he'd have plenty of people to trip and use as bait while he got away! The chinchilla's attention turned over, looking as a pair of furs began to put on a bit of a show for the group. "hehehe." The rodent snickered watching. "If I had a camcorder I'd be making some easy money right now!"<br/><br/>Mr. Cuddles hung from a tree outside, looking just like a lifeless vine. "When are those blasted morsels going to come out?" He grumbled to himself, his gut rumbling impatiently, eager for a squirming, struggling meal to fill it. Of course... the snake might make his gut wait a bit if he found one of the furs that interested him. Sometimes his meals could serve more purposes than one! All it took was a little hypnosis, and they could do everything from massage his aching coils... to providing the snake some more erotic stress relief. He hung his tail down limply, waiting for one of them to pass underneath so he could wrap around their throats and hoist them up to his treetop nest.