"That explains his cheeryness" I muttered and laughed "you arnt wrong though... If hes real he must be there"

"i don't know honestly." she slowly pulled out her camera and snapped a picture.

Pixie leans forward, deep in thought. "But if Sibnele clearly exists, that must mean the other Six do, too. I wonder where they are. Certainly didn't seem like anyone was fighting him there."

The creature blinks rapidly at the flash. When it recovers, it sniffs Haran's face. Haran stays still as a board as it sniffs down the length of his arm, and stops to smell at his pocket.

"it seems to like you." she cooded at him

Haran squeaks, uncomfortable. He pulls the stone out of his pocket. The deer follows his hand. "I think it wants this. . ."

"well then its your chose." she says reaching over to pet the deer.

"I dont really know... And if that cheetful psycho... Surprisingly cute guy thinks im scared of him I laugh" I said laughing and rolling my eyes and glance at Pixie.

Haran gulps. "Uh, I don't think I want to make that choice." He holds out the stone to you. "C-can you do it?"

The deer is soft. Very soft.

Pixie's flushed. She clears her throat. "Well, you should probably have at least a little respect for him. I'm sure Sibnele could annihilate our camp if he really wanted to."