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Holt got back to camp in reasonable timing. Soon after he'd left the cliff, the boy had broken back into a run on all fours, only to stop to catch a fair-sized mongie when he was close enough to home. Holt entered the site on two paws (the mongie was in his fore paws), and gave the site a look around.
The Camp was a clearing in the forest, with a few holes in the ground dug out here and there. The holes hid dens under them, where the Clan slept and stored all sorts of foods and materials. Outside of every hole, a pole was stuck up, and siganalized what was in the den. The pole with the most scalps and feathers hanging off belonged to the Chief, and the den next to that with many wooden polls on either side showed that that was where the Council(a group of strong males) met when nessicary. Holt's own family den was located somewhere between the main entrance and the Chief's den, showing that his family was middle-classed. It too, had one or two poles, with a few feathers and skins.
Females were busy coming and going out of their own dens, and traveling over to the Nursery and back. Some where carrying foods, others carrying clothes. The whole feel of it all was simple enough to tell that one of the new mothers had just given birth.
Trying to to be a pester, Holt quietly moved over next to his family's den in the ground. He stripped the mongie of it's fur with his claws and knife, and started eating the raw skin. Mother wasn't in right now, he guessed, and neither was Father. Yes, the clan was capable of fire and the knowledge how to cook, but once in awhile, eating red meat rare tasted just as good- if not better.

"It's possible to want to open up an account..." the man spoke, shrugging offhandedly, "And I already told you what I know. There's a knife, a mirror, a flute, and a key that can take you off this world. Where they are, I can't say for sure." His words weren't a lie, but he wasn't giving everything he knew at the same time. It wouldn't be any fun if they knew exactly where to go.

Kaiya sighed,"Can you tell me one, how big is this place? Two, are all the items in this place. And finally three, hiow will we know when we find one of thses otems and how do we find them?"the dragon knight asked the odd ball Hari.

Okay nown he was gone from annying and now he was ticking her off."One more question, can I kill you?"Kaiya asked bluntly and had one hand placed on her sword. She was use to haveing random fights erupt so if she killed this guy out of no where it'd be normal for her.

"What's an... Account?" Issun asked, not really ever having to open 'an account' before.
"Arf!" Ammy barked happily.
"Hey Ammy~ Can I have some money?" Midori asked in a very sweet voice as she petted Ammy 'lovingly'.
"Aroo?" Ammy cocked it's head.

((Holt needs a species XD ))

The boy quickly swallowed down the mongie rather quickly, picking out the bones and fur from his teeth. he was rather contempt with his mid-day meal- not so much with just leaving the matter of the dragon be. He scratched the bottom of his furry brown chin, and lashed his tail back and forward.
"What are you doing, Holt? Did you just eat?" A silky, almost-blond furred adult female was passing by him, on her way to her own den. She wasn't one of the new mothers; one small kit latched onto the end of her tail with his too-large, dirty-blond paws. The small kit's eyes were wide, and only grew wider as he stumbled on his two hind paws. A forepaw was pressed against his lip, covering his tiny mouth and the tiny pointed teeth inside. Still, the adult female watched only Holt through narrowed eyes.
"Yeah." He nodded simply. Holt couldn't find a fault in just eating. He hadn't had his morning meal, so what could a small snack hurt.
"What about the Clan, Holt? Think about the Clan before yourself! Go fetch something for us females who work all day tending to the ones too young to start training, and sewing your clothes, and even cooking your meals!"
"I want to see my father, Merrel! I saw something today, out of the woods an-" Holt began to elaborate, but was cut off mid-sentence.
"And the members of the Council and the Chief are out on a hunt, Holt. They won't be back until late tonight, and they'll have probably eaten their catch. Your mother is in your den, teaching your sisters how to sew. Sometimes, I wish your father wouldn't insist on teaching them how to fight and hunt, when they'd be so much more useful here in camp. Now, make yourself useful out where you're supposed to be, and go get another couple mongies for us!"
He nodded, unquestioning to the woman's orders. He scooted himself up onto his hind paws, and headed the way out of camp. "But today I saw a dragon! On the island! Not in the mountains! I wanna tell Father, and maybe even-"
"Sure you did, Holt. Sure you did. Now, don't put the rest of that mongie's body to waste! Here- Give me the fur and the bones, and we can make a nice cloth and maybe some jewelry!" The adult babbled on even though Holt had given up on listening. She elegantly walked to where Holt had left the scarp, and scooped them up into her arms. Her kit followed close after his mother with awkward steps, his head-that-was-too-small-for-his-body craning to look at Holt's location as the older boy left camp.
Half of Holt was glad to get out of camp again. This part of the boy was glad to jog under the spring-green canopy that let rays of light drip through to illuminate the forest floor. Hunting would be his job soon, and then who knew what? In some years, that half of Holt hoped to have a spot on the Council by then.
But the other half of Holt was far more daring. He wanted to go back to where he had spotted the dragon, and look over the cliff to see if it was visable. That part of him longed to run free from the Clan's safety, even if it would just be until the sun started to set.

Nariko sighed and walked forward so she could talk to the man."Um excuse me,"she said both politely and timidly."Does this place have anything that's like blood pills?"she asked and felt a bit embrassed. Still though she knew she had to ask if they had anything here in this world for her blood lust, or things may get bad.

Claw's eyes traveled to Mickey. She had said she had money... he'd even seen her exchange the green bill for coins. So the angel would follow her around, and most likely as well the others from their world.