Dianne was still asleep, seeming very peaceful. She kept to her word and didn't digest Shawn through the night, keeping you safe in her crop.<br/><br/>Desmond jogged after him, "You're slow. You're forgetting, chasing is one of my forte's." Desmond had practiced endurance running, being gifted with speed from being born a sauropod. Eventually he was chasing veloceraptors until they gave in from exhuastion and let him eat them...so this pesky elf was no problem to keep up with.<br/><br/>Susan smiles as she strokes Jon some more. Derick seems to greatly enjoy Jon's squirming, it seemed soothing. "Derick seems to enjoy that too. Perhaps I could allow this to happen more often, maybe you's two could be friends."