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"Relax Lesley. There's nothing there." Ace said after happily accepting the trident he had competitively put forth. "Hehe, thanks by the way."

Lesley was already back with the Mermaid, the two gripping securely onto one another as if the branches were ready to tear them apart at any second.

“If the trees start attacking, darling, you’re going to have to fight for us both," Martini said in a hushed manner like the trees were listening in on their comments.

"Don't worry baby gurl, I got chu (｡･ω･｡)" he responded, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze as they proceeded to wander deeper and deeper into the woods. But something was even more prominent than before. The gut sensation that someone or something was trailing after them was noticeably stronger this time around. Here and there, he could have sworn that he felt a being-like friction rushing over his shoulder. Not minding it any panic the first time it happened, it was starting to really give him the creeps after he felt it thrice more. "Martini, are you touching my shoulder?" he asked her, but she just shook her head. "Ok, just making sure you aren't playing games with me because I keep feeling someone faintly tapping it (╹д╹;)." If it wasn't Martini and all the others weren't near enough to do that, then it could only mean that someone from the forest was doing it.

Jasper reacted as if she were feeling the same touches too. "Uh-umm guys? Tell me that tree was there before.."

Rotating on his heels with much hesitation, he recognized that it wasn't there before since they had just recently crossed that area. "Holy cow Martini, that tree is following us (*/⌓＼*)," he murmured, his heart skipping a couple of beats as an eerie tension settled over him. While everyone's attention was on the tree, a sudden cry for help rang out from behind them. All heads swiveled swiftly around to see a pale girl running towards the darkness. For a second there, he almost freaked out and thought it was [b]'The White Lady'[/b], but Inadi raced into action after the ghost, which was supposedly a panic stricken Jasper.

Once everyone caught up, their flashlights shone farther ahead and was able to give Lesley a full view of Jasper comfortably seated atop Inadi. [url=http://stream1.gifsoup.com/view4/3638403/angry-devil-cat-3-o.gif]Immediately acting up on instinct, he let out an offended gasp and was ready to break into an offensive run, but Martini caught him by the arms just in time to hold him back as he tried to forcefully claw his way towards her. "Let me at her! MEOWMEOWNEEOWWW!! HISS!(ノ=^ಠ益ಠ^=)ノ"His rather long nails were already in scratching position to deal some damage and he was flailing the "weapons" in front of him while the worried mermaid guide struggled to keep him in check.[/url]

Calming down a bit after he watched Inadi take her off of him and hurriedly gathered his spear, he saw this as a sign that Inadi wasn't into Jasper and purely did that just to save her from some inanimate trap that she stupidly charged into. Since he was in such a rush to get her off, he was most likely not enjoying the current position they had been in which brought comfort to the hopeful Lesley. Too bad he didn't notice the framed man's beet red face which was turned away, not allowing him to see Inadi's true response.

[b]Brandy:[/b]“Could we possibly ask the trees for help? Not that they’d be very willing after…”

Irritation was getting the best of him and they'd been walking in this scary forestry for sometime now. Although asking trees for directions sounded pretty dumb if he thought about it in earthly knowledge, it did make sense here in Nowhere. Turning around to the tree that had been tailgating them earlier, he recalled that it was probably the same one that had been behind Ace. The cuts were clean from when she began to use the trident instead of the sharp rock. Biting his nails nervously, he still dragged Martini along with him just in case. Who knew if this tree feared bubbles or not? Exactly, nobody knows. 

Giving Martini a reluctant frown, she returned his expression with an encouraging one so he carried on and knocked lightly on the tree's trunk. To his surprise, a pair of red eyes which looked oddly familiar flashed open, but they didn't looked very pleased to see Lesley's face. In fact, it looked like the tree was furrowing its brows at him.

"Uhm, sorry about scratching you earlier... sir. We were just wondering if you knew where the witches hide out is?" he inquired, trying hard to sound as respectful and formal as he possibly could. The tree kept staring at him with a stern look and Lesley pushed his bottom lip out in a failed attempt to make a puppy face. The tree just wasn't having it. Remembering the most naturally puppy-faced member of the group, he turned around to grab Leila and plopped her in front of the elderly timber.