Mulberry looks up at the staff. It’s moving too much on the writhing mass for her to shoot at it. She sighs, and decides that if she wants to get it off she’ll probably need to approach Begonia. She draws her gun and then approaches the flesh hill slowly. Even though it’s looking at her, Begonia doesn’t seem to be trying to get away. At the same time, Mulberry isn’t sure the monster can do more than work it’s jaws and flap it’s useless looking wings.
 
She puts a hoof upon the monster. It doesn’t seem to react other than to continue to stare at her. It seems like it would be pretty easy to avoid the mouthes while hiking up there.
 

 

 

 
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