Those hidden behind the couches were not forgotten and a few of the gargoyles still in formation around their mistress turned their great heads to patrol all further movements with bestial distrust. Though, slowly, a few more broke ranks to initiate patrols around the area and further investigate these invaders - their master and mistress giving off different energies and confusing the beasts.

One stalked its way up to a boy with his arms in the air and pressed its pig-like snout against the boy's leg. Sniff...sniff..SNIIIIIIIIIIIIIFF. And then the gargoyle folded its great leathery wings against itself and flopped on to its side and then rolled on to its back, displaying its tummy for the boy with a certain expectation in mind while its serpent-like tail swished back and forth against the grass.

Olé! The gargoyle continued its charge forward towards the pair and was unable to stop and turn on a knut thanks to its weighty size. Barreling right passed the two as the one boy flung them both out of the way, the gargoyle dug its heels into the grass and dug deep skid marks there in an earnest attempt to stop itself before it went toppling into one of its mistress' rose bushes. Only the great beast's attempts warranted itself a somersault that sent it rolling right into the path of one of the bushes...and on to it. SQUISH. Legs in the air, the gargoyle was now more preoccupied with trying to escape the rose bush that was whacking and striking at it with its thorns and leaves.

The other that had been charging at the menacing little blonde suddenly came to a skid and a stop when another boy, defenseless, stood in front of her. Snarling and shaking some grass and dirt off from between its toes, the gargoyle paced in front of the pair and sniff...sniff...sniiiiiiiiiffed the air before letting out a deep rumble from its throat. Was the gargoyle...purring?