Amaretto was wandering the island in search of fireflies. Admittedly she was doing a little sightseeing too. The island was very pretty and she'd put in a lot of effort to get to it, so why not enjoy all it had to offer? She'd been told that somewhere close by was a cave where bats lived. Bats were creatures she'd only ever heard of and she was curious about both them and the place they called home. Perhaps after the lightning bug game she'd make a point to investigate their cave. But first she had to find it. Her eyes roved the tall tropical trees as she scanned her surroundings for flashing lights. She was multitasking which probably put her at a disadvantage in the competition, but she couldn't help it. Amaretto wanted to find the bat cave just as much as she wanted to win the game. Spying a cluster of tiny yellow-green lights, she swung her bag at it carefully. She wanted to catch the bugs, not smash them. "Speech"|"Ademre"

The festival was quite fun, but there were so many bodies, it was becoming a bit too crowded for his liking plus...he was tired. He was a growing pup after all and growing pups needed lots of naps. Yawning the youth slipped away from the thick of the festival and found himself wandering through the trees to find a quiet and safe place to nap. It didn't take long before it became clear, however, that as tired as he was the forest was just too tempting to pass by and thus the tired youth began exploring.

The tall tropical trees were new to him, he'd never seen such types of trees...or ones that towered so high with such a thick canopy before. Even the forest floor seemed soft, spongy on places. Plants grew in various sizes around him...although he wasn't sure how any sunlight managed to get down to the ground during the day. Sandor stumbled about here and there but for the most part his gaze remained tilted up to look at the massive trees. Because of this he didn't see the other wolf catching fireflies....or the log..that he ran face first into. A small Yelp would squeak out as he ran into the fallen tree taking a step back to rub his chin before shaking his head.

No sooner was the bag in the ground was Amaretto stepping on the hem to keep it down and to keep whatever was in there from escaping. She then crouched down and gingerly peeled back the hem to look inside.

Nothing. A big ole goose egg.

Were she the type she might have pouted but if anything her failure only intensified her determination. There was a prize at the end of this game and she wanted it.  She was just going to have to try harder.

Amaretto swung the bag again at another passing cloud of lightning bugs and this time she swore she saw lights disappear under the rim of it. There was no time to investigate, however, as a yelp startled her from her task.

She turned to see a young pup shaking his head in front of a log and quickly put two and two together. Assuming he too was after the bugs, she asked, “Your fireflies making a break for it?”

The voice startled him, causing him to jump to his feet, of course soon as his feet found the ground he would stumble a bit before becoming balanced. Ears were tilted back, nervous, but as the words she spoke registered he offered a slight grin. “Uh…yeah…” He trailed, an obvious lie. He’d been too busy gawking at the trees to care about the bugs. Ears pricked as he noticed her bag and his head tilted slightly. “I bet you are having better luck.” She was older, she had to be better at catching bugs than he had been. Even with a pretty girl helping him he didn’t feel like he had done that well.

The youth would yawn, shaking his head afterwards before glancing around. It was late, he was tired. “So…you live around here?” He asked, sincerely hoping she could at least point him towards a good hide out to sleep in. He wasn’t looking for hand outs, he just needed to be pointed in the right direction.

As she waited for a reply Amaretto reached out with a forepaw and tried to gently coax a lightning bug onto it. If caught the bug would be gingerly ushered into her bag and sealed in before it realized what was going on.

His answer was very clearly a lie but she decided not to press the issue. He was a child and the likelihood of him being up to no good seemed rather high, but she'd never met a pup whose trouble was serious enough for her to address. He and all his mischief were his parents problem, not hers.

"I don't," she admitted as she took in the lush, tropical landscape around them. "I'm just here for the festival. Say, have you heard about the bat cave? Supposedly somewhere around here is a cave full of bats and I'd like to see it."

attempt 3

Sandor watched as she tried to usher another bug into the container, grinning. “Why keep them alive?” He asked, “easier to kill them…isn’t it?” He didn’t mean to sound harsh or primitive, but they game didn’t say they had to be alive and they’d accepted his without question…his had all been dead. Ears fell back, disappointedly, as she admitted she wasn’t from the island. He nodded slightly, ears suddenly perking up at the mention of a bat cave. “Really?! That’s cool!” He nearly shouted with his excitement. Grinning he looked around, “wanna find it with me?” He whispered, as if he would get in trouble. A mischievous grin pulling at his lips.