<div class="floatright">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2015/007/1/9/madshy_by_marxis-d8d0twa.jpg)</div>"Yes, fire. Regular old fire," Aiparrah had replied. For a moment she was afraid they would have to actually use Tsana's bonfire as the threat advanced on them. She knew there was a chance of course that the alluring sway of Leitha's body might make them bend. But were that to fail she could see another far grimmer future still loom above them. She wiped a sweat drop from tufty brow and leaned towards Tsana and Kitira to whisper, "Good, good. Keep the fires burning. Battle may still be our fate... Oh-" Soft fluffy wild elf ears began to rise and the tail fall as tension melted. Dryads around them began to retreat, though she wondered; would they keep their word? An uneasy feeling still hung upon Aiparrah as few dryads eyed them still.<br/><br/>She knew they had to move quick. "Yes, yes. Thank you mister Evil Dryad! You certainly wouldn't want to become a squirrel elf!" Aiparrah chirped. She began hurrying for their boat, and began pushing it back to the water. "Hnnggh! Puuh!" Boat plopped off the ground and onto water, falling into the boat headfirst. Aiparrah leaned over the edge to untie anchor rope. "Hurry hurry! Come on, hurry~ Onto the boat everyone!" She helped pull them onto the tiny boat.<br/><br/>Big 'squirrel' tail floofed around at a vigorous pace as Aiparrah continued to urge her companions. "Hurry, hurry. No time to waste now. Let them have the statue island. We'll find a new sleeping spot. Come on! Tsana too..."