"The others are the big stompy monster and spider-things. Spider things are sensitive to sound, but probably blind. Stompy monster is stupid and stompy and really easy in comparison to everything else."
"Five. And seven quadrupeds. The quadrupeds are the fastest, but can be tricked easier and have eyes. I tried sending a spider thing to the stomper, in hopes that they'd kill each other, but no luck there."
"Okay. Bring on a quadruped. Ideally not seven at once, I only have one pointy object and it doesn't like to splay out too far."
Hey, quadruped! Dinner time! Come and get it.
There it goes, now it is running full speed in the direction of Loki and Inavet.
"It's coming from that direction." She points.
Well, that went well. For Loki. Not for the quadruped.
Turns out being fast has some downsides. Like inability to steer.
Inavet smiles a bit. "They are not the smartest of monsters."
"Indeed. This might be edible in its own right but I don't have a way to cook it. What can you grow?"
"... Short answer? Anything. Longer answer: depends highly on the materials, attention given and time investment. I can likely sustain the both of us if this creature's at all nutritious and if I make a sunlight-replacement with magic and have a few hours to work, but... We might not get that."
"Well, on my own I would be planning on eating this quadruped when I got hungry, so I'm still glad the option's available if we're here for a long time."
"Also clothes and bags and beds and such. Though I hope you like the color green."
Walking, walking.
Water!
It's located in its own room, a little pond set into the stone.
"I'm not sensing any murderous things," says Inavet.
"Even when I'm not actually physically seeing or hearing things, I mostly operate by sight or sound. I'm not as good at catching things when it's dark and they're quiet. I can sense a bit through other means, but it's not as... I'm not as practiced at them, and it doesn't come as naturally. Something that is still, invisible and silent, I might genuinely miss if I'm not watching for it with the less practiced senses. Especially when I only have so much concentration to go around - I can do magic all day, but I can't do magic to everything all day, because I can't pay attention to everything all at once. Things that are closer are easier than further away - it's even easier if I'm touching them. My problem right now is that I keep having to pay attention to keeping monsters distracted and can't sit down and pay attention to little details in things."
Læateinn's flexibility is not infinite but it will consent to be a spoon. Rather than set it down and use her hands as a cup, Loki spoons some water up.
Sip.
"It's not poison. It's not delicious, either, but unless there is some sensitivity I don't know about in your system it should be harmless."
She tries the water.
"... Not poisonous to me, either."
"Fill your canteen, in case spiders die in it or something later."
"I worry that it might have something that is nasty in some way but not poisonous," she muses. "Because I'm paranoid."
"Nasty like...? I have a healing spell for infectious agents too, if we wind up feverish later."
"Nasty like... Little tiny plants that can track our location. Some thing that is harmless now but could be activated later to kill us immediately. Something that combines badly with something else in the area in an explosive fashion." Pause. "... I am very paranoid."