Czernobog sat in the mouth of his cave, a spider hanging limply between his jowls, its carapace crunching under the weight of massive yellowed teeth. He'd been roaming the swamp for the past few days, keeping an almost too-watchful eye on Isi, even though his daughter had long since grown big enough to defend herself. It was only right - the boar was on-edge, twitchy since the meeting. His magic kept wanting to surge again, but always from the broken tusk, never from the whole.

Still, the base connection to the plantlife of Cetus remained, and it was showing a hotspot near one of the trees. The pig slowly rose, shambling towards the gathering - could be easy food, or maybe intruders. He welcomed the former, but the latter, well... hard to defend much of anything with your lungs on display.

Thankfully the only Gembounds that came into view once he reached the odd tree were his family - Hat and the icy lizard brother-uncle. Czernobog trotted forwards, only to plop down on his rump next to Eve, lowering his nose to snuffle at her, breath ruffling her feathers. He did the same to Ghanyarah, sans feather-rufflage, and then dropped the spider from his mouth, licking his chops when it landed with a wet thump.

"Meeeeeeeting, Haaaaat?" Two Rots a meeting did not make, but they had a tendency to group together.

As soon as Eve landed on the tree, it gave a great shudder, as though the tree were sighing in exasperation. The leaf that Eve touched falls off and floats gently to the ground. Then it instantly wilts. Nothing else happens.