Witch's Hut (Eligos)

Eligos felt the grime from the other pond begin to slough off, and found his muscles relaxing despite himself. He floated there, soaking, for longer than he had intended. Warmth spread through him, soothing, delicious warmth.... Eligos shook off the spell it woke over him and paddled back to shore to shake vigorously, his face set into a scowl. He didn't want to be soothed. He wanted to give into the black rage gnawing at him.

Something felt weirdly tingly in his nether region, but he ignored it, because he is Big Mad. Now he probably had to worry about some weird herb in the water giving him a rash down there.

Jerking his head curtly at Cypher he moved on, to find a field of murder flowers. He hesitated, glancing around for a better way, but this was the only way. His jaw firmed in stubborn determination. Very well, then. As light on his paws as he was, he was too big to sneak properly without risking brushing against them, and Cypher was about as sneaky as a herd of bison stampeding, so they would just need to hope that speed would favor them. With a furious sound that resembled a death metal rage scream he threw himself forward in a dead sprint. Cypher followed on his heels, but the sound he made definitely came much closer to a just-normal-shriek sort of scream, and the dog's eyes were wide in stressed excitement. Eligos steeled himself for the inevitable pain, terth bared in a welcom8ng snarl.

eligos chooses option 2