The bat respectfully backed out of the way when Eve asked, craning his head and swiveled his ears to listen to what she was doing. To him it made more sense to try and push together, but if the bird had a better idea...

His body jolted up when he heard the crash and squawk, ears coning towards Eve's prone, possibly indented body. He sniffed and stepped forward, his wing claws touching the pot. She hadn't moved it an inch! With a huff, he backed up and focused. Maybe if he lunged at it!

The bat charged, and head low, his giant orb face smacked hard into the pot, dislodging it. His skull rattled, ringing as pain shot down his spine, but the pot shifted and suddenly, slowly, tipped off the edge and fell to the floor bellow.


!!! ...
@Dragon

It's in the eyes!
I can tell, you will always be danger!
We had it tonight! Why do we always seek absolution?

Dragon had backed far enough away, but he still flinched rather spectacularly when the heavy clay pot smashed before him. Splinters careened every which way like ancient shrapnel, and the alligator slowly opened his eyes only after all the ringing smashing noises and their echoes had ceased.

He peered, and hoped. If he knew to cross his claws for good luck, he might have. But he could see it: a glimmer of gold, scraps of crimson. He lunged forward, lifting it triumphantly in his jaws and calling up to the others.

"HERE IF IF!" he cried out, mouth still stuffed full of cloth. He blinked and promptly dropped it, clearing his throat with a growling cough.

"I mean. Here it is! ...Are you two all right?"

@Eve