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Mwale'kono, as the first lion in the line of fire on the left hand side, whispered something similar to Morag, although he was on the opposite side. They would all probably have the same idea, but he decided it was best to make it known anyway. "Remember, a dead hyena could mean lost information, or a reason for them to kill one of our own."

The water began to lap at his legs as he tried to keep balance with his stiff leg. He found it hard even when it was dry. Flexing it, he burst forward with the others towards the group.

So, the hyena back at the wards had a name... Either it was Sahkar or Nini. Unless Nini was Miah? Or Ea... He didn't make a sound as his face became a snarl, before stepping carefully over the puddles. A sudden anger at these intruders who invaded THEIR lands welled up inside Kosuke, and he surged forward with Morag and the others, aiming to tackle any of the filthy beasts he could.

It seemed that the group before them was missing at least two of its members. Huozin wondered if one of those was the hyena Roihu had knocked unconscious, but thought they should probably operate on the assumption that there were three or more running loose through the Motoujamii-Simo's lands. The red lion didn't care to have dogs loose in Firekin territory, but the borders had already been violated.

It was better to be overly cautious than to risk overlooking an invader.

Pushing his musings to one side, the Hunter crept forward as silently as if he was stalking a particularly nervous prey animal.

Azar was watching carefully for the time for her to launch forward and take on what was in front of her. She nodded to Mwale before positioning herself just right. She wasn't that sure of what the hyenas were talking about or if they were planning something but regardless she was ready to move.She lowered herself to the ground and as the other Azar launched himself the Brigadier moved as quickly as she could, her teeth bared and ready to attack if the hyenas were to attack them.

The trap was sprung, and suddenly hyenas were surrounded by lions. Elcca notably waited a few seconds for the others to rush forward before slinking in from behind- resuming a casual pace once the group had the hyenas at a stand off.

For what it was worth, the small pack were no slackers. They immediately formed ranks and made a circle formation. The two larger hyenas- a male and a female, began to snarl and pace. But for the moment, they held off retaliation.

Elcca got the sense that they were speaking, but it was hard to understand. She narrowed her eyes and did what she did best: talk. "With all that slobbering I can't understand a thing you utter. So why don't we settle down and talk. Where is the doctor? She's obviously not here."

The female strode forward. She was a dark, ugly looking thing covered in old scars. Her yellowing teeth peeled back. "This is no diplomatic meeting, sparkle lion. Step aside, or we will kill."

One of the hyenas, a male with a strange marking over his face started to murmur. "Scheherazade, we weren't supposed to kill anyone-"

There was a loud yelp as another hyena silenced him.

Scheherazade turned towards the group. "They've got us surrounded, but there's always a weaker side. They came from the south. The ones at our backs are the braver, trained ones. Cut through the others. You know where to meet back up."

Elcca blinked in surprise. But before more could be said, suddenly the pack split and charged the forward group.

As the hyenas charged, a particularly brazen one charged out in front of them. "Dea, keradem!" he shouted in a strange dialect.

arrow TIME TO FIGHT.

How this will go:

[ ONE ROLL PER HYENA POST. ]

1. For each hyena, I will roll a number 1-10. You must match, or roll above that number for a 'victory'.
2. If you are defeated, consider it like losing the upper-hand. These are hyenas, so we're going to assume none of them is strong enough to really hurt anyone. But it is up to you how you see your rolls.
3. If you win, you may RP yourself pinning the hyena down. No fatalities yet please!
4. If you are not rolling, you may RP generic battling.


IF THE PACK IS ABLE TO 'DEFEAT' MORE THAN FIVE LIONS, THEY WILL ESCAPE.

With all that was going on down at the gorge it was probably for the best that Fia was not with them. If she'd realised her sister was missing and that the intruders were picking fights, she'd likely have gone into berserker rage despite any promises that she might have made.

"Talking about me?" Fia eyed the cub sceptically. "Only good things, I hope." And, despite everything she said about not liking cubs, she made a mock-scary face, that shifted into one of surprise when the sand collapsed over her.

"That's a very ambitious head you've got on your shoulders." Vesta chirped, reaching down to lift the youngster up and away from the fallen sand. "Whoops. There we go. You're okay now." She smiled, setting Mat down beside her. "This sand is really not holding steady. Perhaps we should make it wider but keep it shallow. Deep sides are not going to hold in this downpour."

"Won't the wind just push the sand in and fill it up again?"

"Hm." Vesta looked around. "We need more rocks. What do you say, little lions? Shall we find some rocks to try and keep the wind away from our pool?"

Nkera’s growl was loud enough to be heard by everyone present even through the heavy rain. The nerve of these creatures, trespassing upon lion territory – the same areas where the pride’s cubs often threaded – and they even dared to talk back after they’d been caught? Outnumbered by larger and experienced fighters and still speaking as if they had the upper hand and every right to do whatever they wanted? They were looking down on the entire lion kind much too hard and in a slightly different situation Nkera would’ve loved to teach them all a lesson. Instead, he took a deep breath.

“With the dogs if you grab them by the throat and give them a few good shakes, they won’t move again.” He spoke with an eerie calm that said he might be talking out of personal experience, sounding much less reasonable than the hyena currently charging at him.

They had a brief and somewhat awkward scuffle in which both fighters seemed to be holding back, not really interested in causing fatal damage to one another. Nkera was doing his best to grab butterfly-marked hyena and pin the mangy thing down without biting its head off in the process and the male hyena working on dodging the lion’s attacks while drawing him closer and closer to the edge of the group. He was fast and as soon as he saw an opening, the hyena turned his back on Nkera and fled the scene, disappearing in the darkness and leaving the pale lion roaring angrily on the spot. Great, what if there were others out there?

With a wild howl, a smaller canine running at the leader's flank broke formation and surged forwards, menacing teeth snapping at any who dared to get close.

The next person, roll a dice 1-10. You must beat or match this roll to win.

Rules:
1. If you win, you may godmode your victory.
2. If you lose, you may RP the hyena escaping.