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The wild dog grumbled. "Were you not listening to what I said? We needed the supplies for a friend. This wasn't supposed to be a big undertaking. I'm kind of a big deal, you know," she snipped, raising her head as best she could against the rising waters. It seemed ego was not lacking in her, even in the compromised state. "I steal things for people. I coulda had that medicine in and out of your pride without anyone even noticing. It was Scheherazade who made this a 'oddamn military operation."

She snorted, her eyes turning back to the lion on top of her. "What are you made of rocks?"

She looked towards Ayla. "Well, I suspect she ran back to where we said we'd meet up. Where the others are," she spat out a small clump of blood. One of her teeth had broken. "Could be ah...good information for you all to have, if you get my drift."

Before someone even tried to threaten, she showed her teeth. "And don't think beatin it out of me is going to work."

"We need to get moving!" Morag called to the others from where she held her hyena down, water or no. She could breath, with a little stretching.

"If we know where that one is going, we need to go after her. We could have that dog lead us and we can let her go once we make it to the hostages. We can even allow Ea to help the sick one, as long as there is no funny business from these canines..." She said as she bared her teeth at her captive. There was really nothing good coming from the creature she held... not one word she understood came from her mouth. It would be easier to listen, though, if she weren't squirming so much.

Kosuke frowned, then stepped back. "Morag's right. We need to move if we want to find out where Ea and the cubs are. So how about a deal? You all just lead us back to where you're meeting, and we won't beat you any further." It was a nice and simple a exchange, wasn't it? They didn't have to TELL them anything, just SHOW them.

The wild dog found herself going through a lot of emotions in those short few seconds. How dare they think they could get better information from any of those muts! And then, moderate relief. She got a smug smile on her face, which was difficult considering her position. "Fine. But we'd better move quickly. Scheherazade, she's the crazy one."

The dog paused, looking over her former cohorts. She eyed two in particular, but said nothing. "You all better scram else they'll finish the job. We didn't sign up to die."

Not like poor Sarakh, anyways! Once Nini heard about that, she doubted the poor thing would last long. Once she had been let up, the wild dog shook off her coat and snapped her jaw a few times to work out the strain. She was not made for combat. "Name's Marzi!" she introduced briefly, then looked up the scale wall. Her eyes fell back to her friends, and then everyone else.

They'd need to move quick. "Alright, lets go!" the wild dog said, not giving anyone much time to secure the others. She scattered off down the canyon- and by the pace she was going, it didn't seem she would be too sorry if she lost.

arrow Better follow!

Roll a dice 1-20. It will take a roll of at least eight to catch up and get to the meeting spot.

If no one can roll at least an eight, this will be bad luck indeed.

He pitied the dog and whomever her sick friend was, but only a little. Invading their lands and trying to steal medicine just wasn't the way to go, so Yayuka had little sympathy. And then the whole taking hostages thing just made everything worse!

He didn't have much to contribute to the questioning, but would be damned if he let that wild dog get away once she started running. There was a brief moment of hesitation as he considered what to do with the hyena, but gave it's head a rough shove into the sand and water — as a parting gift — and rushed off after the wild dog. He managed to keep up well enough.

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Keegan hurried along after Mat, but widened her eyes in surprise at the other cub's choice of rock. Did she really hope they could move that? No way!

... But, on the other hand, maybe they could. Keegan didn't want to be the cub of little faith. So with a shrug, she went over to help, and didn't make much of a difference. "Yeah, it is." She scowled. No good! "Maybe if we dig in front of it!" Or go for a smaller rock.

The hyena zjarr had pinned was on it's feet, looking dazed but swiftly regaining his senses. the black and white female kept her ears on the conversation, but her eyes on her prisoner. At the news that they were letting these others go and following the wild dog, she frowned. She wasn't sure that it was wise to let this treasure trove of information loose within the pride's lands... they had no guarantee that they'd do as they said and flee the territory! The others were already moving, so she gave the ugly canine male a heavy swat to the head. "Beat it, or I'll hunt you down." She growled menacingly, then set off at a lope after the one they were following. She was a lioness of few words, but she meant every word she said. She had his scent embedded in her memory, and if she caught even a whiff of it on the pride's lands again, she'd find him and kill him remorselessly.

“We’re just letting them get away with this?” Nkera snarled, looking at the hyenas with an expression of pure hate. He didn’t care about their reasons or their motivations. They had already trespassed, stolen and taken a Firekin hostage. They’d also attacked first after being caught and there was still the matter of possibly missing cubs and the black hyena’s mysterious plan. Their crimes were just too great and it didn’t feel right to just let them go, regardless of their current cooperation – a cooperation that had been forced upon them.

He understood that the missing Medic was a priority. He was also concerned about the fact that there might be cubs wherever the psycho hyena had ran off to and that they didn’t even know how many hyenas might be waiting there for them. Still, he lingered behind, growling and swatting at every non-lion that got too close as they were backing away from the lions. He hated the idea that their actions might go unpunished, that the lions had to allow them to leave in order to follow the wild dog, trusting that she would lead them to the others. As far as Nkera was concerned, the proper punishment for at least half their crimes was death.

Priorities.

“If I ever see you near the border again…” With a frustrated roar he turned his back on the beasts and started making the climb, following at the tail of the group.