Fall upon our stones

Auri thanked him and Mojito offered her a smile and a gentle encouraging nudge. He couldn't even begin to understand what it must be like for the woman to find herself so suddenly thrown into the pack when she didn't even know who she really was, but she was bouncing back quickly and he wasn't about to try and discourage her. He gave her one last smile before turning his attention towards the Warlord. Mojito felt a brief flash of indignation that he was being treated with kid gloves but he didn't let it show, his rational brain already sweeping in to remind him that he was a healer and it would be important for him to not be in the stomping range in the event anyone else got hurt... and that someone had to look out for the pups. He nodded in response to Sirius.

And then the prey practically appeared before them. Mojito was unable to stop himself from openly gaping, only catching himself a few moments later. They were asked for potential plans. "Tripping them seems like a good idea, or perhaps driving them over a cliff?" Mojito had to admit he wasn't a particularly strong hunter but he wasn't particularly keen on the idea of trying to drag a wooly mass from the srpings, especially as they'd likely be even more heavy once they were sodden.

"Speech!"

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