Base Camp
The translucent, goopy juice was sweet. Very sweet. It's texture and viscosity was similar to honey or syrup, but its flavour was distinctly fruity. It was probably simply too sweet to enjoy on its own, especially for Kiko; trying it for the first time, but it would possibly make for an interesting dessert dressing. The I'ee who had served Kiko the juice waited anxiously to see what she thought of it, as still as a statue. The others all hung around Kiwi and Pecan, curious as to what the cheese they had brought was. Despite their excitement at the prospect of trying cheese for the first time, each of them waited patiently for it to be served to them.
Old City - Entrance
"No, the rules will not be enforced through arms," Gut-Stripe answered Spacecase. "This vehicle is for unforeseen contingencies." The I'ee warrior paused as Uso screamed a greeting to her, turning her head to observe the neko before responding. "Oh. Greetings, Uso," she responded, sounding unfazed, even in response to being labelled a 'killer bee', before addressing everyone present.
"Before you all enter, I will demonstrate to you the cry of the target." the I'ee announced, signalling to the cabin of the vehicle behind her. A dish-like emitter on the roof of the vehicle swivelled to face the city and let out some sort of sonic blast. Those with advanced enough hearing would hear the sound as an immensely high-pitched shriek, though it appeared the I'ee could not hear its frequency, and did not expect anyone else to. The signal rang out across the old city, causing vines and detritus to tremble. Finally, just as things were beginning to calm again, a scream rang out. It was a bizarre chorus of almost-human wails, as if four separate creatures were singing out instead of just one. The four wails began at one pitch, before each varied; some going lower, some going higher, until they gradually petered away into mere echoes.
Having produced what she was listening for, Gut-Stripe pointed to the old city in front of the hunters. "That," she declared. "That is the cry of the creature you must kill. It is a wily trickster, and more than capable of hiding its large form beneath and within this city. I shall follow at a distance within this vehicle, but I will only provide direct assistance unless it is absolutely necessary. Any last questions?"