Othello couldn't help but stretch his legs today. It had been a long time since he left the familiarity of Monoceros and he felt that now was as good of a time as any. Even with the brothers, Othello found himself drawn to the room of stars, lost in the space-themed ceiling more than anything he'd ever found interest in before. Even Odyssey couldn't hold his attention as long as the ceiling of Orion could.

It was no different today either, and as soon as he entered the room, his head tilted upwards towards the starbound ceiling in awe, as it had been many cycles since he'd allowed himself in this very room. He dwelled in Monoceros for a while now, sleeping mostly, allowing himself time to practice his things in as much secrecy as he could.

It wasn't long before the mutant realized he wasn't alone and spotted the odd deer before him, closer to the center of the room than he. His head tilted and his slinky body crept forward at a painfully slow pace, trying to be as quiet as possible.

The other seemed to enjoy talking to itself, which Othello didn't mind at all. It only seemed to aid in his sneaking, which he ultimately appreciated. He went unnoticed for a while, but he stopped well within a good amount of distance away from her. He slinked carefully behind a rock, wondering what the chances where that he'd be able to reach into her mind, or even better, make her see things that aren't really there. Little does he know of course that she practices the same as he.

He inhales sharply, though tries to be discreet although his breathing his quite loud when inhaling so deeply, and exhales a myriad of spores into the room, directing them towards the duiker. Never before had this spell worked so well as far as spore-count goes and he couldn't be happier. Now, he just had to wait for the effect. Settling behind his rock, he waited rather impatiently to see what his hallucinogenic spores would do to the gembound.

It worked! A wicked grin spread across his maw as spores flew from his lungs and towards the duiker from behind. It took her by surprise too it seemed as she started violently shouting and shrieking the same word over and over while she suffered through some hallucination. Othello was amused, watching the game he created with enjoyment and a bit of quiet laughter.

Unaware of her magick use, the duiker suddenly spun around and focused on him, yelling obscenities at him and advancing rather quickly and angrily. Othello snarled, his lips curling up around his long maw and exposing canid teeth, sharp and pointy despite his omnivorous tastebuds. He took a few quick steps towards her, snapping at her wildly though actually being careful to not bite her... yet. "Lunch! Food, eat - hungry!" He roared inside his mind, feeding into hers, his stomach rumbling for added effect, egging him on even further.