Beast liked this new smell. It excited her, the tendrils on the front of her exposed head wriggled around like a hyperactive octopus. With everyone out of the way, she charged forwards, the mantis like limbs barely visible, though a glow was coming from the blur. as she hit the rock slide with them, rock started flying, but not as much as you'd think would with that kind of clearing action, nowhere near as much.
As Beast tore into the rock pile excitedly, Draak took the can of drink he was handed, examining it, remembering to nod his head with a little grunt to thank her, then went back to examining it. seeing the others take a drink out of the can, he looked at BM.
"Go ahead. You might like it. Just watch yourself, I don't want you going silly."
Taking a small sip, he then took a slightly larger one, then sculled the can. He then tried to get more out by forcing the can into his mouth, chewing the can then spitting it out. He started turning towards Lysil, but BM grabbed him.
"You've had enough for now. Behave, & you might get more. Redeem yourself, & you might just be able to have some when ever you want..."
Excited by the idea, the Demon started bouncing up & down, muttering something. Looking at the comical looking Demon going over the memory of the best thing he'd drunk ever, describing it in his native tongue, then at Beast going after a scent like a bull after a red rag, all he could do was take a deep breath, sigh out loud & put his hand on his helmet's visor as he shook his head...