Gray simply waited quietly, tapping his foot, as he waited for the spell to be finished.
Finding shelter was something he wasn't going to be good at.
"Is there someone who wishes us all harm?"
The cat stays at attention projecting the screen until after it answers the last question.
"Troublin' that is..."
He says as he screen disapates and the cat turns to the Lynx.
"I am not a cat. I am a being of the upper planes. I am here to assist my summoner as a work of good will."
Hecate blinked a few times, tapping her foot along the ground as she listened to the feline speak. Quite a bit of madness, all of this. "The best thing to do with enemies is eliminate them." she stated calmly, checking over her weapon to verify that she would have no problems if she needed to use it in further combat. She didn't seem like the type who had moral qualms about killing her foes... though she'd probably be responsible enough to try and verify their identity first. Probably.
"'least now we know there's a 'body' that's after us. And not just the land. Bloody troubling when that happens. We should probably look for high ground, and... a way to get out of the storm. Not sure I trust caves, though."
The cat watched the others idly.
"Ya don't know much about magic, do ya? Whatever brought us here is beyond anything we can touch. If any of us were a match for whoever it is, we'd not still be here."
He looks to the setting sun.
"We better start heading West, then."
He turns to the cat.
"Guardian, you are dismissed. Thank ya for your help."
The cat nods its head. "You are welcome summoner."
The cat disappears with a puff of white smoke.
"Could ya all give me a moment to call Bear? I don't want to go on withou' him. Not much in a fight, m'self."
Damian continued to twirl the rods that were strapped to his sides between his fingers
"Trust or no it seem we don't have much in the way of options."
Scath snorts and begins cleaning his back leg, studiously ignoring the faux cat.
Hecate began looking around as the closed in on the mountains, searching for several things. First - any sign of civilization. Signs, trails, footprints, whatever. Anything that would help them get more of an idea of where to go and what types of beings they could encounter. Secondly, she was looking for any kind of shelter they could rest in, and materials to make the same. Third, she was checking for signs of predators. "It would be best to set up camp around now." Hecate noted, glancing upwards. "We don't want to be bumbling around in the dark."
Gray simply trudged after, as he kept his eyes open for danger.
"This way." Hecate said, turning to the others. "Caves should be better than staying out in the open, and I've found a good one... but keep your weapons ready in case it's inhabited." she calmly drew her own firearm and advanced towards the location in question, taking her time and carefully advancing towards it. After all, the fact that a place was good for humans meant it could also be good for animals... or traps. Basic rule for soldiers: Always assume an enemy was around the next corner.
Roy falls asleep at a snap and the same process happens where the white fire licks up and cumulates into the funny orange creature.
Though, instead of flopping to the ground, it rushes over to Roy and picks him up in his big, furry arms.
"Are you alright?"
He says, in real common.
"Ya, I'm fine, ya big worrier.
He hugs Roy, sniffing a bit.
"What took ya so long?... You called the cat again. Didn't you?"
Despite sounding disappointed, he doesn't let Roy go.
"Yes, I called the cat. I didn't have time to get you here. And I needed healing too."
"That cat can't protect you, and you know it."
"Yes, a know. But nothin happened and yer here now. C'mon. Les get a move on. Mountins ta the west."
Bear puts him down and goes down on all fours, and Roy climbs on.
They all head towards the mountains. Roy climbs off when they near the cave.
Nova would follow Hecates example and also have her weapon drawn but let Hecate go first in case of a trap or ambush.
If nothing attacks she speaks.
"We'll need more than just shelter soon, the only other life we've seen was a killer plant, who knows if it cleared out the area of wildlife."
As they walk to the cave pierce will pick up any sticks and dry grass he finds and asks that the others do likewise so they can have a fire when they get to shelter, any logs he finds he puts in his backpack.
When they get to the cave he takes off his backpack and points his guns into the cave.
Scath sniffs the ground as they approach, a cave that's defensible is probably inhabited by something that wants to defend it.
Damian trudged along, continuing to twirl his rods. When they reached the cave, he would move to take point and begin sneaking into the cave to check for inhabitants.
Hecate nodded in satisfaction before proceeding inside and starting to set up a camp as best she could, following proper protocol for ensuring that it would be as safe and reliable as possible... and vented, once they got a fire going, since none of them wanted to have the smoke blowing further inside...
She also gave suggestions for what others could do, though it was hard to say if any would be taking her up on it instead of doing their own thing.
Gray would do as instructed, it's not like he knew what he was doing in the wilds. Besides 'listen to the person who claims to know what's going on. But let them walk in front.'
Satisfied that the cave is secure, Damian will stand near the enterance and say
"I'll take first watch. Tell the rest of them to get some sleep."
"He's volunteering for first watch, I'll take last"
"I'll sleep, then. Wake me when something interesting happens. Otherwise, I'll wake myself."
"Wha's a watch?"
Roy and Bear make their way to the center of the cave.
"If ya all 'd put the sticks n such in tha center, Bear can start us a fire."
Roy is staying very close to Bear. If anyone is near Bear, he seems to radiate heat.
"A watch in this context is where one person stays up while everyone else sleeps, and then they take turns seeing which one of them is doing that, he's taking first, I'm taking last, anybody else have any preference as to when they'll be woken?
"So I got ta get up in the middle of the night now?"
He seems midly upset.
the gunslinger shrugs "somebody has to"
"Hate to say, but if that's the case, I'm going to have to be first or last. If I fall asleep Bear is gone and it takes time to get him back."
"Wake me for a middle watch." Hecate said, largely ignoring the other issues as she lay down, gun very close to her side... if pointed safely away, just to be on the safe side. You didn't take chances with firearms. It didn't take her long to fall asleep.
"Fine in that case I'll have second and you can snag last"
When the fire materials are piled up, Roy gives Bear a stick. He nips the end of it and it starts on fire. He adds it to the pile and soon they have a warm fire.
Roy sets up a simple cloth hammock between two stalagmites near the fire. He climbs in and Bear pads over to him.
Roy puts a paw under Bear's muzzle.
"D'nah worry, big fella. We'll be home soon."
Bear gently licks him in response before smiling and fading away as Roy falls asleep.
As Damian wakes his relief, he moves to a spot as far away from the fire as he can before climbing out of his armor. He quickly climbs under the bedroll that he removes from an area underneath his jetpack, and goes immediately to sleep, His armor standing quiet sentinel over him.
Once the cave is cleared, Scath finds a suitable section that's a nook, and begins tugging on rings on his armor with his teeth. Heavy silk twine pulls, latches release, and the feline wriggles out of the confining armor. He stretches, and grooms, before curling up to take a catnap away from the two-legs.
Throughout the night, the cat repeats his cycle. Snooze, wake, prowl, snooze, wake, prowl...
The agent takes watch staying as awake and alert as possible
He polishes his weapons as he stays awake.