The night everyone had rested he noticed the three following him, but neither party said a word. They litterally stared at eachother the whole night, in shifts so they could get some sleep. It was like a childish eye staring contest, in which Alistair had won with his unblinking or changing face. The next morning they arrived at the arena, he felt he should keep moving but resisted the urge. Alistair hung around, walking around the arena, with the three following shortly behind him. He stopped and turned to them, scythe in hand. "You three have been following me for quite some time now...What intrest am I to you..." The three stopped, lined up infront of Alistair. The panther spoke up. "We are just admiring your book, it's quite nice." "Can we take a look, friend?" said one of the rabbits, with black fur. "Surely you can spare it for but a moment." Said the other rabbit, with grey fur. Both the women stepped forward and swooned over Alistair, trying to seduce him. "Your attempts at seducing me are not amusing...You will not be able to take this book with such...Feeble attempts..." With that Alistair turned and began to walk off. The two women huffed at their failed attempt and the panther stepped forward and grabbed him by the shoulder. "We'll just take it then." Alistair turned around, looking right into the panther's eyes. He took a step back to his female companions and readied their weapons. "Let's hurry up and kill this guy, he's weirdin' me out!"