[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#B22222]Cassiopeia Hood[/color][/h2][img]https://i.imgur.com/NinjoUF.gif[/img][hr][color=#B22222]Location:[/color] Robin Hood’s Camp -- The Moors
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	Cassi relaxed a little when she heard that Rosalia and her sister were okay. She looked back at the fighting, counting thirteen enemies, she noted Layla’s kill shot and was highly impressed. She was also a little weirded out by it. Rose started talking to Cassi, giving her a pep talk and Cassi snorted. 
	[color=#B22222]”Only 52 percent?”[/color] she joked. She smiled at Rose before shifting and moved away a bit to look around the table. Cassiopeia shifted her weight so she could take aim at the nearest enemy. After they made it through this fight, Cassi was going to have to ask her father how he could shoot people and not be upset about it. Cassi was used to shooting animals but for food. She didn't plan on becoming a cannibal anytime soon. 
	Cassiopeia strung an arrow and took aim at an assailant’s shoulder. She managed to hit them, hoping the damage would slow them and someone else could make the killing blow for her. Cassiopeia lined up another shot, remembering to breathe before she fired again. Her arrow grazed against the person’s arm before embedding itself into the ground. People moved so much faster than animals. Cassiopeia grabbed another arrow and lined up to shoot the person’s upper leg. Miss. Cassiopeia tried not to let it deter her as she couched back behind the table. Around her fires were starting up and Cassiopeia frowned. Maybe she would be better at putting out fires. 

[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#F08080]Willow Jones[/color][/h2][img]https://thumbs.gfycat.com/TotalRingedGoldfinch-small.gif[/img][hr][color=#F08080]Location:[/color] Building -- Agrabah  
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	Willow could hear the smile from Colby in his words, even if she couldn’t see him clearly and she smiled herself, glad that as of right now they were on okay terms. Something wacked Willow and she jumped, hearing a cat meow. Oh great, just what they needed, a cat meowing for food or something. Willow looked up at the ceiling, hearing voices before she looked in the general vicinity of the cat. 
	[color=#F08080]”Shh, we can get you some food in a little while,”[/color] she whispered, hoping to soothe the cat. Clearly Willow was not a cat person as that did not seem to pacify their feline companion. Upstairs shouting could be heard but the actual words were muffled. Willow didn’t have time to puzzle over it or be worried because the cat bit her. Willow jumped again, mad at the cat but held her tongue. The door opened shortly after and Willow sighed with relief before rubbing her arm. 
	[color=#F08080]”Your friend is hungry,”[/color] she commented before stepping out of the closet. Once free of the closet, she looked towards the stairs, wondering where her mother was before looking at the Mad Hatter. [color=#F08080]”Is everything alright?”[/color]