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Several beasts could also be seen, far more cautious than the stalking imp but still rather curious of the intruding party. Strange creatures of varying size and shape, hooved and clawed and winged, foreign to other forests but seemed quite comfortable in these woods.
The imp seemed engrossed with Moonglum’s actions, being so close to fire, taking care to separate each of their little tricks into designated and neat piles. Was he counting them? Her attention turned towards the glint of something shimmering, shiny. They hadn’t seen it when they busy tying knots in the mane of the horses. Seeing as their initial target hadn’t noticed them, the imp moved quickly towards the armor, hoping to add the precious treasure to their collection.
The horses were bred in the sidhe, and well-accustomed to the tricks of impudent sprites. All it took was the toss of a mane, the swish of a tail, and the knots were gone.
As for Moonglum, he feigned not to notice. But he observed every movement of the imp as he...she?...crept ever closer to the stacked weapons and armor. But he said nothing. The only weapon that was a danger to the creature was safe in Elric's tent, with his hand firmly grasping it even in his sleep. And besides, Moonglum was not the only one on guard duty.
As the imp came within reach of her target, a loud hiss came from the nearest shadows. What emerged from them appeared to be a cat--except for the wings. They were not feathered, but leathery, like batwings. And the shadow cast by the beast was much too large to belong to the cat as she appeared...