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

[SilverLining]

Zirez
Ring watched with relief and then horror as the scene unfolded before him. He dashed into a nearby tree as the branch fell toward the bird, ready to spring if things went wrong and the bird tried to attack.

[|Draft|]

Poison watched in horror as the bird got up. It was dazed, but angry. It looked around frantically, trying to find her. Then, it saw her, its beady eyes mean and empty. It flapped its way to the fallen tree and started scratching at her, trying to drag her out. Poison was able to dodge some of the blows, but she was still getting badly hurt.

[Zwei]

Xant
The Zirez Tribe

Xant heard the caw of the bird as the branch hit it's wings, Xant going down with the tree's limb as well. He clenched his eyes, fearing the worst, but when he opened them he had already hit the ground. When the branch broke he lost his footing and fell, muzzle first, into the sand, winded but unhurt. His fuzzy gaze slowly re-cooperated to it's former glory, and he could then observe his surroundings. The branch had fallen almost as planned, falling on top of the bird, nearly killing it. A few pathetic gurgles came from the birds beak, but it was apparent that it was in pain and would not live to see the next day. The scent of blood hit Xant's nose once more, but to his dismay it wasn't the birds. In fact, the bird didn't seem to have broken skin, but the branch had broken it's spine instead.
No, the blood came from Poison, and Xant took a moment to realize that she may be hurt. "Poison?" He yelled. "Poison!" He jumped over the branch, hitting the tree instead of meeting Poison like he hoped. He clawed at the branch, then the tree, followed by a frantic attack of biting.
The branch had fallen and killed the bird alright, but it had trapped Poison under the tree.

[obsceneSymphony]

Username: misttt
Name: Scant
Nicknames: None, except that pups will sometimes call her 'Sand' for her dusty, sand colored pelt.
Gender: female
Age: 2 years, if going by moons then 26 moons.
Looks/description: Has a slightly lighter pelt than most, and her stripes are wide and non distinct. Is an average size for a meerkat.
Rank: Pup-sitter
Mob: The Zirez
History: Was not the daughter of the dominant female, and her mother was driven away. The dominant female had considered killing the pups, but decided against it. They were not well looked after, though, and her siblings starved to death. Since then, she has been more accepted into the group and has not had much trouble.
Crush: Has had her eye on the roving male Fox Face.
Mate: None.
Personality: Eager to please, easygoing. Not very social when she has a choice but puts up with large groups.
Fears: Death, being outcast, airborne predators.
Weaknesses: Forgetful, can't think on her feet, can be slightly impatient with time and losses prey from that.
Strengths: Patient with other meerkats, protective, very good stamina.
Siblings: Two deceased, one roving but I don't feel like RPing him.
Other:
Roleplay sample: Scant stood up, pushing away the pups trying to climb over her. She looked to the sky and noticed storm activity. When she sat back on her haunches and looked down at her charges, she realized one was missing. For a bit she hesitated, wondering whether to leave these pups in the burrow by themselves or leave the pup to his fate. Picking them up, she put them in the burrow, saying firmly to them "Stay here." She scampered off, sniffing and looking for the lost pup. If she screwed this up, she was in deep trouble. She paused, wondering whether she was doing the right thing and if Poison would object. She continued on, reasoning that if they were old enough to come out of the burrow, they were old enough to stay in the burrow by themselves when told to.

[size=85]Username: misttt
Name: Rumble
Nicknames: Thunder, Rum, Bub
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years, or 37 moons
Looks/discription: Large-ish, has very distinct, large stripes. Eye circles are a fair bit lighter and smaller than normal.
Rank: Warrior, sometimes a pup-sitter
Mob: Flamez
History: Always was a little smaller than the other pups, so he had to get crafty with ways to keep his food to himself. Then, finally, he went through a growth spurt and no longer was the smallest. One time when he was a teenaged pup, humans captured him and did various tests on him, then set him back with his mob the next day. He wasn't very afraid, and now isn't afraid of humans.
Crush: Is trying for the attention of Inu.
Mate: None.
Personality: Bold, will sometimes say offensive things accidentally, protective, can get crafty, holds grudges.
Fears: That his mob will die out, starvation, heights.
Weaknesses: Sensitive to hot, low stamina, over-estimates himself.
Strengths: Strong, fast, has very good sense of smell.
Siblings: Anyone who has a character and would like to be his sibling.
Other:
Roleplay sample: See above.[/size]

[|Draft|]

"Drat!" poison hissed as the branch fell. Frantically, she dug away at some of the dirt underneath it, but there was solid rock only a few inches down! When Xant ran up to the site of the disaster, she looked at him carefully with her beady eyes and said, "Xant! Dig on the other side of the tree. I'll dig there, as well. Sooner or later, we'll meet up and then I can crawl out!"

[SilverLining]

Zirez
Ring scrambled down the tree, "I'll help to," he barked as he started to claw at the soil, scattering it behind him.

[Inudog]

Flamez

Lobo looked up at the sky and saw that the hawks are oddly flying nearer, he chattered alarming the mob, they needed to get to a bolt hole and fast.

Inu dashed near the bolt hole, for a while she swore she saw other meerkats on the horizon, but she was probably overreacting. Inu jumped into the burrow and ended up near lobo.


((accepted))

[Zwei]

Xant
The Zirez Tribe

Xant cursed at his luck, he had trapped his own leader. He never did have much luck. But hearing her orders, he turned and swiveled to the back of the tree, still a little discombobulated from his fall. Tripping over his own feet, he dug in the sand. It didn't take him long to meet dirt that was obviously the only reason the tree was still alive, and digging took more strength as he went farther down. His paws ached, covered in splinters from the bark. His strength was not much, and he was reminded of why he hadn't become a Warrior. He instantly wished for the sleek, muscular body of those Warrior meerkats, but at the moment his skinny legs would have to do."Leader, can you hear me?" He gasped, pausing for air. "You might be stuck in there a while, you might want to save your energy, see if there is a beetle in there or something. I'll go get some help!" He scurried to the camp, making discouraged clicking noises with his tongue.

(( I was thinking that this is when Llira comes into play, if thats alright with you. c: ))

[obsceneSymphony]

((Could Scant be a warrior while there are no pups?))

Scant stood in camp, scanning the horizon. She wanted nothing more than to head underground in the heat or go out foraging, but she had a duty to guard the camp and she knew well that Poison was not the forgiving type.

Rumble lay under a small shrub, splayed on the sand in an attempt to control his body temperature. He shrunk in closer to the stem as he noticed hawks overhead, not wanting to have to make a dash into the nearby bolt den.

[|Draft|]

Suddenly, Llira heard a noise above. She paused, her head tilted to one side to listen harder. Was it.....Digging? And frantic voices? It was! She quickly stood up and tried her best to use her front paws to dig underneath where the noise was. "I'M HERE! I'M HELPING!" she screamed, hoping that whoever it was could hear her.