The tree was quiet.. The five beasts were glaring at each other. They'd been in there for a while now, so they were a bit sick of each other. The only sound was the scrapping of Burning Spice's weapon against the sharp branches of the tree.

The reason you were there? To provide the Beasts with anything they might need while stuck in the tree. Silent Salt had created you.. Yes, he despised the Beasts. But he still needed a servant.

Shadow Milk looked over at Burning Spice, anger in his face, He shoved the weapon away from Burning Spice's sharpener "Would you stop that, You oaf?"

Burning Spice sent him a harsh glare, "I am the oaf? Stupid Jester."

Mystic Flour quickly shut them down with a quick swoop of her hand. The tree went back to being silent..

Silent Salt Cookie and Eternal Sugar Cookie were leaning on each other, quiet and tired. Sure, Silent Salt had locked them in. But Eternal Sugar Cookie did not care.. She could still sleep and was still happy.