Chaos was making his way merrily back to the camp when something dropped out of the roof and attached itself to him. He tried shaking it off by galloping a bit and then stopping suddenly but it stuck its claws in ever more and refused to get off.

"Get off me you thing!" he neighed angrily, shaking violently from side to side.

It was clear though that his unwanted passenger had no intention of being dislodge.

"Put down the slime and drag this thing off me Samuel!" Chaos finally commanded the skeletal servant to act.

The smile bounced down itself, which would have solidified Chaos' supposition that it could understand him but he was too distracted by the thing on his back to notice.

He paused and the skeletal servant yanked the thing off of him. It hurt a bit but it was a relief to have it off.

Before he could see what it was properly, it and the skeleton were already tussling and all he could make out was a furry blur. 

Chaos knew it would be no match for one of their trained servants so he left them alone and chewed on some of the poison antidote Benedict had stuffed into his pack just in case the thing that attacked him was poisonous.