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Mildly amused, Nova glanced over at the creature in question. It was a common grass snake, the kind that always slithered near the lake. It gazed at them with curious eyes, black tongue slithering back and forth out of its dark green head. The yellow color around its neck was its only distinguishing feature, and as soon as it figured that the three trespassers were not a threat it turned away to better prospects.

"Something that I never would have believed her to be scared of" Nova muttered to himself and Durandel. She had definitely cracked, Nova concluded. Either she was playing some kind of stupid game or she was suffering from a head injury, for she certainly was not acting normal. How are you even supposed to act around a belligerent amnesiac wolf, anyway?

"Something that would not make a good meal. We should probably find a better one, if either of you are as famished as I am" Nova said normally, much louder then his last line. Perhaps if he could steer this confrontation to a neutral subject that they could agree on, he could ease her into staying. He didn't believe she would do well in her current condition on her own, and despite all the times they bashed heads he didn't want to watch her go off and get into trouble. And, well, he honestly was hungry.