Shit fire and save the matches

The little wolf hissed as Hype gave a half-assed chase and dropped his front half to stare at her. She silently pleaded with Star to sit still. But knew that her sibling couldn't sit there forever. Sitting up straight, Cicero gasped aloud, eyes going wide. The tiny, star spattered abyss pointed behind her giant brother. She waited until he turned to look before darting off across the beach in the direction of Lorikeet.

Cicero was small and she was fast. The young lady zipped behind the form of her big sister, squeezing herself between Keet and Art. "Hype is trying to make me his god damn parrot again." She had a mouth on her for such a little thing. Eyes cast towards Hyacinth and Cicero snorted. "You're not missing anything. A bunch of dirty gits doing dirty things." Her haul was big enough for all of them though, her younger brother included. "If you're a good boy though I might have a surprise for you."

Peering around Keet to see if Hype was coming, the woman opened the sack that she had derailed across one shoulder. "A wee taste of mushrooms to end our night mebbe." They should all very well know by now that the little scientist was always carting around a mind altering substance or two.