¤Sandy Winds¤ [[Semi-Literate meerkat roleplay]] ACCEPTING!

[Zwei]

Xant
The Zirez Tribe

Xant smacked his lips, hungrily. But if Poison was going to eat first, let her eat. His job was to watch, to listen. Not to hunt. Poison would get food for everyone else soon. Climbing up a nearby tree, he looked at the sky. 'Their gone,' he pondered. 'The birds disappeared.' Any young meerkat would think that the predators had given up, but Xant knew better. They were either attacking another tribe, or, the more frightening scenario, the birds were about to strike. "Poison, hide!" He urged with a loud whisper, trying to stay out of the birds range; where ever they were. "Birds are gone!" He hoped she would understand his message. He tapped the tree, hoping to sound like some sort of other bird to take the predators guard down. He made clicking noises with his small tongue. That would warn some nearby meerkats, if they have any sense of intelligence.

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Poison heard Xant's call and immediately dove into a patch of tall grass. She actually saw a lizard lazing about close to her, but when she struck at it, she missed and it ran off. Giving a grunt of annoyance, she looked up at the sky. The birds were back, and they seemed to be looking for something. Poison shuddered at the thought of what they might have done to her if she'd stayed out.

[Zwei]

Xant
The Zirez Tribe

Watching a small lizard jump out of the grass, he assumed his leader had jumped at his call. The birds were back, their beady eyes seeing all. Slithering down the tree, he slumped into the sand. He was in no danger now, for his dirty pelt blended in with the sand, and his scent was covered as well. All he had to do was stay still, still as can be. He felt his heart rate slow considerably, and was frightened to find himself dozing off in a time of danger. He usually would shake his head a couple of times to remove his weariness, but that would show his location in the sand. He stifled a yawn. 'You can't fall asleep now!' He scolded himself in his thoughts. But it was already to late, and he was as good as dead.

[SilverLining]

Zirez
Ring looked over the sandy landscape from his hinding place in the brush. He noticed a dirty pelt lying in the sand. 'Xant?' he asked himself 'Wait is he asleep?!' shocked, he watched as the birds circled overhead. If Xant didn't move he would hopefully be okay...

[|Draft|]

Poison glanced over to see Xant starting to nod off to sleep. "The fool! And at a time like this?" with a small growl of annoyance, she yipped a battle cry and leapt out of the tall grass. A hawk dived to grab her but she quickly dodged it. She didn't quite go fast enough though; red claw marks now graced her left side. With a final burst of speed, Poison jumped onto Xant, knocking him away from the birds. "Come on! We have to get out of here!" she whispered frantically.

[Zwei]

Xant
The Zirez Tribe

Xant bolted awake, and his thoughts were a bit blurry for a moment. "Hur.. Wha-?" He said softly, then he saw Poison bleeding and the birds cawing, and he put the puzzle together. "Doh!" He cursed at himself for falling asleep. 'Idiot!' He thought to himself. 'Scoundrel, dirty-flanked, betrayer!' He kept shooting insults at himself as he started to run across the clearing, missing the claws of death more than once. He turned his head back to see if Poison was following, but that was a bad mistake. He saw bird's beady eyes, cold and unforgiving, it's talons, sharp and for-boding, and it's beak, yellow and as hard as a rock. The bird probably knew that it couldn't kill Xant, for a healthy meerkat was hard prey, but even Xant knew the look in it's eye when it scraped his upper hind leg, causing Xant to land in the dirt with a thud. Xant got up and went on running, slower still. He knew what the bird was planning. The bird was trying to weaken him so that it could kill it's prey another day.
And it was the same for Poison.

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Poison ran hard and fast after Xant, her legs pumping. She winced in pain; the claw marks on her side stung quite badly. Seeing the hawk zoning in on Xant, she gave a harsh battle cry and leapt on top of it, knocking it to the ground. She quickly scrambled off of it, hoping that it would be disoriented from being thrown to the earth. "HURRY XANT!" she yelled as she ran towards the burrow. Almost there....

[Zwei]

Xant
The Zirez Tribe

Xant ran. And ran. And ran. He seemed to run from his enemy for eternity, time seemed to slow down. He heard a thick 'thump' on the ground, Poison yelling. He clenched his eyes shut. 'A few more feet, a few more feet...' He didn't dare look back at his leader, he was afraid of a blood-churning death scene. But he knew Poison would be okay. He heard the hawks 'caw' of defiance. She had pinned the bird, hoping to gain a few moments for the escape. He opened his eyes, not a moment to soon. The scent of blood made him dizzy. Most of it was bird blood, some of it was Poison's, and... 'I'm bleeding!' He thought frantically, his legs pumping, his back leg hurting more than the rest of his limbs. Looking back, he saw Poison running, the bird trying to regain it's senses. In front of him he saw a burrow, and he shot into it, only half relieved. Poison was still out there, and he might have to go help his leader. 'But the blood...' It tinged his nostrils, the horrifying smell. But his leader was in danger, and if she needed help he'd give it.


((Is it okay if Xant just ran into the pup burrow, where Llira is?))

[|Draft|]

(Sure!)

Llira sat in the pup den, lonely. She had no idea what was going on outside, but it sounded nasty. The female flinched as she heard the bird cawing, and the sound of fighting. She hoped her mobmates were all right; what if they......But no. Llira shook her head angrily. They wouldn't go that easily!

Poison screeched as the predatory bird struggled to get up. It was dazed, but Poison knew she only had a few moments before it was up and ready to attack again. Thinking fast, Poison jumped under a nearby fallen tree. The bird's claws would still be able to reach in enough to scratch her, but it wouldn't be able to carry here away. As she cowered inside and waited for the attack, Poison cursed the lack of a healer in the Zirez Mob.

[Zwei]

Xant
The Zirez Tribe

Frozen with horror, Xant watch helplessly as the bird tried to attack his leader. She might be safe, but if the bird managed to scratch her enough she could still die of blood loss. He tried to think, but his mind just buzzed. One option was to attack the bird head-on, but he was not a fighter; not to mention wounded and out-matched. No, he would have to file a well developed plan before it was too late. But was time on his side? Surely not, Poison was already injured. He thought and thought, his mind hurting from the blood. Slowly he developed a plan; a risky plan, but a plan it was. He dashed from the safety of his burrow, running up the tree without thinking. Immediately he got to work, clawing at a branch located just above the bird. If all and all worked out, the branch would fall on top of the bird, killing it. But if it went wrong, Xant tried not to think about that. But his mind strayed to that topic anyways. His claws scrabbling the branch, he thought of the consequences. 'The branch could fall wrong and miss the bird.' He thought. 'Or I could fall with the branch and snap my neck... Or Poison could get trapped in the hollow tree forever, or worse, she could be squished.' He tried to set his mind on snapping the tree branch. He bit his lower lip, bouncing on the branch, clawing at it, biting it. Until...
Snap!