She pressed further into Moose, letting the rain pull the tingles down from her head and throughout the rest of her body. No matter how many times she had stood here under the rain, it never felt as good as when Moose was forcefully involved. Mostly by her.


    ‘Ah, according to Moose it was a shower, wasn’t it?’


    As always with head rubs, it was hard to really think. Her next thought had to do with licking the water trailing down Moose beside her head. She was too comfortable to move enough for that at the moment, but if Moose kept making her drink the green stuff, she might change her mind.


    It seemed Moose had truly wanted to eat green stuff. So much so that he used too much magic and the green stuff turned back into water. Only now it was green water. Green water that had strange feeling bits that sank to the bottom. The taste at least had become neutral. She didn’t hate it like the green stuff before it turned back into water, but it wasn’t like the disks or a treat either.


    She had really grown too dependent on Moose and his magic. Even now she didn’t want to go back to how she got water before. With Moose’s hard water it was incredibly easy to get as much water as she wanted. Trying the old way was difficult and time consuming. She may not even get enough water if she did things that way!


    Fortunately, Moose had gone back to making the disks. She didn’t know how long the powder would last, but if the green water made it last longer, then she was happy enough to spread things out. The green stuff alone would be too much. She had stopped eating her treats altogether unless she absolutely needed to. It was better to save them for last.


    At least they tasted good on their own.


    Once the storm had dried her, she reluctantly padded behind Moose. Having lost both the warmth from the rain and from Moose, she didn’t like walking back to the lair after their time in the rain room. She wished the large room Moose used as a lair had been closer at least.


    As Moose got into his nest, she crawled in as well and got on top of him. She didn’t know why, but the sound of Moose under her ear made sleep so easy. She decided to leave thinking for the next day and let the warmth pull her eyes shut.


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    She listened the best she could as Moose spoke to her with his rumbly words. As best she could tell, she needed to hold onto Moose or herself and be careful. The rest just left her confused. And slightly worried.


    It seemed there was another wall in the wall they stood before?


    One of the many big walls they had encountered on their travels had the dubious honor of Moose giving it the label Danger’. It seemed that wall was here in this other wall. How or why that happened she couldn’t figure out, but she did get the impression she wasn’t supposed to touch either wall. Mentally shrugging off the bizarre magic situation she grabbed Moose’s hand with hers. She still held her carrying blanket, which Moose had labeled her sack, but that didn’t stop her from using both hands. With magic this hard to understand she didn’t want to take any chances.


    When Moose finally opened the door, he stood still for what seemed to be a long time. Perhaps he was fighting some magic? The other wall was also not present that she could see, maybe that had something to do with his hesitation?


    She didn’t know. All she could see was a great many small lights. A big light had come once Moose had opened the door, but only near the opening. The rest of the room was a mess of blinking small lights.


    Small lights that seemed to be in the shape of words.


    It was very interesting, but she didn’t see anything dangerous. She would never take a chance with the warning Moose had just given her, but she didn’t think she would be targeted at this point. Whatever battle was happening between Moose and the other wall called Danger’, she wasn’t involved and she believed everyone nearby that was involved preferred it that way.


    They would have dragged her into the battle otherwise, right?


    She really did not know how to feel in this situation.


    When Moose had carried a nest into the food place and told her to not leave, she had thought she misunderstood something. Moose closing the walls to the food place behind him put that thought to rest and gave way to utter confusion.


    Why did Moose want her walled into the food place?


    She couldn’t figure that out, so she decided to give her time to practicing the spell for the disks. She had learned a lot of valuable information last time and she felt confident she could accomplish something today. Unfortunately, she had not managed to find all the tools Moose used every time he cast any spell in the food place. Not before Moose had returned anyways.


    Her confusion only grew more as Moose had her follow him.


    At this point her lack of understanding and the confusion surrounding everything made her start to panic. She had clearly missed something important. It was most likely information, but if she had missed some kind of action she wanted to know where she could run to and hide. As Moose slowly moved into the new room she trailed behind. Still clutching Moose’s hands of course. He was still the safest place to be right now.


    ‘I never want to face something that makes Moose this cautious.’