Hunted

[Octopia]

PROLOUGE

A young man sighed impatiently as he drummed his forefinger against the hunting boot beside him.
xxxxxA motor buzzed passed then stopped. Glancing up, the boy saw that one of the occasional hunting jeeps rolling through the forest, had parked nearby.
xxxxxGroaning inwardly, the young man rose and stood to attention.
xxxxx“Relax, Benjamin,” Sighed an old hunter, climbing from the vechile. “I’m only here to talk.”

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xxxxxBenjamin exclaimed, after the old hunter had spoken, “Oh wow, I never knew there were such animals. An oversized mouse, a racoon with white around its mask, a chipmunk that has brown stripes where others have black, and a squirrel that is actually orange!”
xxxxx“Yes,” the old man replied “And I want you, Sam, Jeff, and Rosemary, to go look for them.”
xxxxxBenjamin rose and nodded, then went away to gather his hunting mates to find these curios animals.

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ONE

xxxxxThe animals lay, huddled up in a hollow. Of course the squirrel wasn’t very happy about that. He lay, tossing and turning. Unfortunately for the other animals, there was only one ‘room’ in the small underground burrow. Equally unfortunate, the mouse was afraid of the dark.
xxxxxSighing the squirrel sat up.
xxxxxHe chattered indignantly as the racoons’ tail flicked him across the face. Squinting through the darkness, Scamper, the squirrel, surveyed his surroundings.

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xxxxxThe mouse woke a few hours later. Scamper had remained sitting upright.
xxxxx“How’s your sleep?” asked the squirrel.
xxxxx“Um... relatively good. yours?” replied the mouse.
xxxxx“Fine.” there was an awkward silence, then:
xxxxx“Morning, you two.” As the racoon and the chipmunk awoke.

[Woogwoo Wren]

O.o
Interesting!
Stalking this!

[Octopia]

Thanks!(blush, blush)

[spirit • daydream]

is it okay if I stalk this as well? It is really cool so far!)

[Octopia]

Sure! Thanks!

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TWO

xxxxxGroaning, Rosemary sat up. —She had woken to the rumbly, bumputy-bump of the hunting jeep, and now Jeff was shaking her!—
xxxxx“Come on, Rose, you need to get up, Ben says so.”
xxxxxShe swatted where it sounded like his voice was coming from. And missed.
xxxxx“You missed.”
xxxxx“I’m aware of that.” Rosemary yawned.
xxxxxShe opened her eyes and looked around, wondering where she was.
xxxxxThey had stopped in what looked like the middle of the forest, next to an old oak tree.
xxxxxSeeing it, although it was raining and she was still half asleep, Rosemary scrambled out of the jeep and into the tree.
xxxxx“Hey, Rose, get down here and help us pitch the tents!”
xxxxx“Hang on, Ben, I think I saw something up here, I’ll have a look and be down soon.” She replied, quickly thinking up a lie. Really she just wanted to climb. She climbed, and climbed, nearly to the top.
xxxxxAs Rosemary climbed she grew tired so she sat down on a small, uncomfortable but steady branch.
xxxxxRosemary sighed and looked in the tree below her for a more comfortable seat.
xxxxxEventually, she found one.
xxxxxSlowly, Rosemary climbed down. About half way she stopped to rest. Looking around she thought she saw an orange flicker above.
xxxxxAll of a sudden Rosemary thought that this would be her only chance of seeing the strange animals the whole world was looking for.
xxxxxFilled with adrenalin, Rosemary clambered up and into the tree next to the oak, which turned out to be one with very large leaves, perfect for hiding small animals, she thought.
xxxxxShe kept climbing toward where the orange flash had been.
xxxxxShe was getting closer. She could feel it.
xxxxxSuddenly, there was an angry chatter.
xxxxxPeeking around a leaf she saw them—the oversized mouse—she had no idea how that got up there—the racoon with white around its mask, the chipmunk with brown stripes where others have black and the squirrel that’s actually orange!
xxxxxIt wasn’t until the mouse had climbed onto the racoons back and they had all moved along, that she realised that she was drenched, the rain had stopped, and the others were calling her come down.

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THREE

xxxxxPanting, Chippet gasped for the others to wait, and they didn't hear!
xxxxxFrustrated, she summoned all her strength. Only to collapse, gasping, in a small, furry heap, exactly two trees away from where the others were resting.
xxxxxSlowly, she dragged herself to her paws.
xxxxxShe inched her way along the branches, her eyes open only a slit.
xxxxxChippet sighed, wishing she could stop. She herd a heavy pitta-patta, pitta-patta, and glanced up, relieved to see Bandit advancing toward her.
xxxxxHe was very amusing to watch, slowly making his way along the fragile branches.
xxxxxWhen he arrived, he slowly turned around and motioned for her to climb onto his back.
xxxxxGratefully, she excepted the offer.
xxxxxWhen they had reached the others Chippet groaned and virtually fell off of Bandits back.
xxxxxShe opened her eyes and squinted at the sky to see where the sun was.
xxxxx"Midday." she whisper/gasped. She saw the others look, too, then, with a nod, Bandit and Scamper darted away, one to the left, the other to the right, to look for nuts and berries to eat. Almond stayed with Chippet, though, she couldn't climb.