Lil spoiler- I helped with this one.

Sir Fumblies and Cattaras finally step into the spotlight! Needless to say, they're anxious to resolve their differences.

 
Slight cursing

Our scene opens on a strange island, with Cattaras and Sir Fumblies starring each other down. Moments ago, they'd seen a scene of Aleena and Dash in a faraway cave. After Bearsmasher siblings arrived, an image of Kwadlin appeared, explaining he'd drugged up the Adventurers in an attempt to force them to fight. Fumblies isn't surprised that Kwadlin would choose the pairs most likely to get into a fight without help. Fumblies feels the drug clouding his brain up.

Cattaras smells some rather terrifying beasts in the distance, but his mind is on the half-orc in front of him. He growls in a way that would give another of his kind pause, tail lashing behind him. Sir Fumblies merely grins as he stares back at the big cat. A humor filled laugh begins to issue forth from his lips as he reaches for his sword. "Been waiting for this, furball."

Cattaras answers the half orc with a roar and an hard swipe at his head, meaning to both swat him around and claw him badly. Fumblies takes the hit to the side of his head and uses it to fuel the rage the was part of his orcish heritage. As the blood flows from the claw marks, Fumblies bellows and goes to deck Cattaras. The blow rocks the big cat but he recovers quickly and goes to pounce the half orc down so as to start the mauling.

"That the best you got kitten?" Fumblies asks mockingly as he stumbles back a few steps before the full weight of the big cat sends him to the ground in a heap.

"Oh, I've got plenty more for you, meatbag!" Cattaras growls as he tries to straddle his prey and begin clawing him bloody.

"Ever seen what happens when a cat is hit with lightning?" Fumblies asks darkly as he uses his free hand to send a lightning bolt spell through Cattaras's body. Meanwhile, the roaring of the beasts has drawn closer as if drawn by the sounds of the brawl.

The shock stuns the big cat for a moment, but as he recovers he looks REALLY pissed! He growls at Fumblies, bearing every one of his sharp fangs. "Nice. Ever see what happens when a dickwad gets bit?"

'Go ask you sister." Fumblies falls silent a a loud roar is heard from near by.

Cattaras is blinded in his rage, not caring about anything but killing his opponent. "She doesn't bite when she's doing that- unless you're too small for her."

Fumblies is looking at something else in the distance, however. Cattaras looks over to see what his nose is already telling him. He sees a rather large beast with sabres for teeth, and two strangely dressed cavemen riding it. They're both stocky, but one is flat out fat, with unkempt black hair. The other is much shorter, with naturally flat blond hair. Neither wears more than a singlet which seems to be made of fur, although the fur lacks any detail at all.

"Oh, look at that your relatives have arrived." Fumblies remarks as he uses the distraction to get clear of Cattaras before standing up with his back to a nearby tree.

"Yabba.. dabba.. DIE!" the first yells loudly. They were obviously the ancient species of man, flintsapiens! They seem to be talking to some small green creature which neither Cattaras nor Fumblies can see. At least, Fumblies would assume it's green.

Cattaras growls darkly at them. "Get off her back, assholes!"

"Yabba.. dabba... dash!" the large, fat caveman yells. The tiger starts charging at Fumblies and Cattaras. In fact, it charges so fast the cavemen fall off of if as it charges, yelling "Yabba dabba yikes!" As they fall, Cattaras charges himself- ignoring his 'cousin' to aim directly for the fattest- and hopefully slowest- meatbag with a roar that shook the heavens.

"Yabba dabba run!" says fatty, running off with remarkable speed and swinging a giant club behind him. The club's almost as big as Cattaras's leg!

The shorter one watches the two, shrugs, and turns towards an invisible camera. He shrugs and says, "Eh, it's a living."

Fumblies, in a slightly vindictive mood, decides to use the distraction to enlarge the wild sabre tooth tiger before slipping into the trees to watch from a safer difference. The thing's already about three hundred pounds to start with! Yeah, well now it's more like five hundred pounds.

Suddenly, the fat man turns around and pulls a large bowling bowl out of somewhere. He hurls it at Cattaras, who's still chasing him! The cat's reflexes- obviously cat-like- make sure he leaps over the rolling missile, but he lands with a bit of a roll himself.

"Yabba dabba gutterball!"

"Oh, shut up!" Cattaras growls as he resumes the chase, with the oversized tiger chasing him, and the blond caveman stealing the other caveman's cereal.

Yup, it was yabba dabba me guest writing the cavemen! Good trash talk and a fun twist to the story. Shame we don't see any more of Cattaras, and only one more story by Fumblies, during the mission.