He patted her tail, before nodding toward the humanoids. "Not human, though definitely a subtype. Huh, a bit of elf in that shorter one, pointed ears and much more graceful than the others, though I doubt I would come up to her shoulder in my natural form. Wonder what their actual base is? And what the hell is that?"<br/><br/>He nodded up to one of branches above the amazons, where a group of catlike creatures warily stalked the three humanoids. He almost mistook them for displacer beasts, though these things were each unique from the others in some way. He suddenly paused remembering what random mutations would be caused by. "I think I know what I am sensing. A physical representation of magic. Some place where too much magic has gathered, and leaked into the physical world. Looks like a greasy, oily liquid. Don't touch it, no matter what else you do."