Ezekiel

A young Spiral slinks up to your lair, pushing what appears to be a bush ahead of him. His tail trails behind him, the only visible piece of him at this time, waving and curling in excitement. Eventually the bush comes to a stop before the entrance.

A few seconds pass, and warm brown eyes soon emerge from the foliage to check if you're there. Soon after, he bursts from the leaves, a toy bow and arrow drawn in his talons. An orange cat hangs off of his curling body, looking thoroughly unamused at being dragged along for the night.

"Aha! I've come to take from the rich and give to the poor!" He cocks his head to the side, proudly declaring, "For I am Robin Hood! A hero of the people! Perhaps you've heard of me? I brought Friar Tuck along as well." The cat meows boredly.

A grin breaks across the scaled face and this young bandit of good intentions holds up his empty quiver by his tail. "Trick or treat?"