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Finally, she had been drawn to a place on the mutual lands that actually wasn't the Forbidden Swamp. Since she hadn't been to this area more than once during the bout of illness - if she had even been here at all during this time period - she wasn't led to believe that there was some sort of magnetism curse. Nonetheless, she was running at a fairly quick pace for no particular reason, glancing over her shoulder in fear of some sort of imaginary foe. And even though this place didn't have the magnetic abilities of the 'Swamp, it had the moving trees that were also shared by the marshy area and Silver Creek! Those blasted things kept coming towards her at full speed, and they were even impolite enough to keep doing so without deciding to move out of her way. Each time, they left her with no choice but to swerve quickly, and shout profanities at them in hopes of teaching them a lesson or two. But soon after, she would always encounter yet another moving tree. By now, things had reached a point at which she simply gave up and decided not to try to scold them. They just wouldn't learn.

Deception, on the other hand, had 'educated' herself as to how those peculiar moving trees - or, at least, they were moving, as far as she could tell - could be avoided. She had discovered that, if she slowed down, they always attempted to mimic her, giving her a considerably higher amount of time in which she could quickly evade them. With that discovered, her time in the Wildfire Forest quickly became more enjoyable, although one would perhaps be correct to say that nothing had been done to decrease the levels of strangeness. In truth, she still felt somewhat paranoid that the trees would get a bit wiser, and decide to actual be themselves instead of being useless fakes who mimicked everything the obsidian female did. Maybe it was a compliment, though, that the trees liked her so much that they wanted to be just like her. In that case… perhaps they had been moving towards her all the time in attempts to hug her, since they were her biggest fans! Oh, gods, she had been so rude to them this entire time without realizing their true intentions. ”I'm sorry, dear trees, I'm sorry!” she wailed, glancing around at all of them, ”Soooo sorry!”

With that, she turned and prepared to continue her trek - but then she realized that two other wolves were in the vicinity. One was an obsidian female, whom she recognized - and so Cep exclaimed, ”Hey, I know you!” Then she turned her head and noticed the greyish female, whom she hadn't met before. Yikes, she was definitely angry about something. Cep gazed at her curiously, her currently-useless-and-insane mind wondering what was wrong.

This is kind of a hyper post. o_o

She grew impatient after waiting a few moments for anyone to say or do anything, and so she began to walk around in circles, lifting her legs high with every step. Unfortunately, dizziness also began to take over, and she soon stopped moving and swayed back and forth unsteadily. Then she collapsed to the ground, landing on her head - though not hard enough to cause serious injury - but promptly rose to her feet again, and shook imaginary dust and debris off of her pelt. ”Ahmagawd, there are convicts on the plane!” she shouted, brain quite riddled from her fall. Then her eyes lit up in realization as she suddenly realized that, ”No, hold the phone...there is a missing child on the plane!” She shook her head and attempted to slam it against the ground, but missed. Then she leapt up into a higher stance and proudly said, ”There are snakes on the plane.” She pictured this plane as a regal one, and visions of it flying through the air ran through her mind and made her smile. But everything spewed out by the realm of celebrities must end in turmoil - a guy who called himself a virus, a hallucinating woman, snakes on the goddamn plane! Oh, goodness. There really was something wrong with her mind today.

Thankfully, visions from various movies that she couldn't have possibly known about were wiped from her mind as she heard the familiar female speak, stating that they were both behaving under the influence of water - kind of like driving under the influence of alcohol, but not completely the same thing. Apparently, she was also working on finding a cure. ”You're a flipping genius!” Deception cried, smiling broadly. Then she turned to the trees and grinned at all of them, and said, ”Ladies and gentlemen, let's nominate this lady for a Nobel Peace Prize!”

But once again, her state of grand delusion had to be broken, and this time it was thrown cruelly out the window as she turned around and noticed that the multicolored female didn't exactly look pleased. And, around the same time, the darker one had backed away from the two of them, mentioning that they could kill her after she found the cure. Deception shook her head and smiled again, and then exclaimed, ”Ain't no killin', everybody's chillin'!” Then she turned and glanced at the angrier wolf for support, asking, ”Ain't I right?” She grinned once again, gaze moving from one to the other, and back, and back again, repeat, repeat, slowly.

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She soon grew tired of glancing from one wolf to the other continuously, and so she simply sat still - or so it would seem at first to any pair of less than observant eyes. In truth, a fidgety state had overcome her, and she kept moving her paws around, just mildly, shifting her weight frequently. The tip of her tail twitched and moved jerkily, and she blinked rapidly, all while staring at the two of them. Despite this, there was no expression on her face whatsoever at the moment - in fact, she nearly resembled a mannequin - at least facially. Her body, on the other hand, was still rapidly making these small twitching motions, and now her ears had started to do it, as well. Overall, it could be a rather creepy sight to anyone who wasn't expecting it - meaning that the reactions of the other two females were impossible to predict. Not that she was looking to gain a reaction; she simply could not stop moving, even if she willed herself to do so.

The actions slowed down and only her tail continued to twitch as she heard the multicolored female begin to speak to the familiar one, sounding quite angry, and ordering her to do something other than just standing there and talking - namely, doing something about 'that one's' general lack of safety. ”Hey,” she said, ”Don't be hatin', be appreciatin'! I'm not gonna run into a cougar.” In truth, she wasn't even worried about encountering a feline, which was probably not a very good idea, nonetheless. However, although she normally found it easy to acknowledge the fact that they were dangerous, she had once met a very kind one, right here in the Valley. In a healthy state, she considered the aforementioned cat to be an exception to the 'they are usually homicidal and will slaughter you' rule - but the illness caused her to believe that they were not a threat. Of course, there were none around, and so she was safe.

Before she had time to say or do anything else, the other obsidian female had darted in front of her, almost as if serving as a barricade between the vulnerable ill one and the one who was apparently rather angry. She proceeded to declare that she was going to drag Cep back to the Strawberry Fields. Hm, the idea of home wasn't too bad...why had she come out here, again? Unfortunately, she couldn't remember. Anyway, she replied, ”Fine! See if I care!” Then turned tail and made a huge show out of taking two steps away. Then she turned around and glanced at the other two, and said, ”See, I'm even willing to go home without being escorted!”