Aranck huffed faintly, but refrained from flexing his claws too deeply against the meg's back. Em was useful to have around, if only because she could bring larger game down, still he didn't care for the company in the least.
His claws flexed again, pressing into the leather of the harness she sported. It would help, having her carry their spoils, he reiterated for the hundredth time. Focusing on the dense grasses the mega was plowing through. Stirring insects through the air with every step. His ears flicked, tail stilling as the next step stirred a nest of Quokka. Lunging off the larger chimena's back and after the smaller group. Eyes darti
Alani slumped as her stomach rumbled, her ears low, maybe it wasn't worth digging and scraping up a storm instead of lazing in the sun and getting her nap in. Her tail lashed over the patchwork of brindle and white beneath her, licking at her fur, only to pause as Bess twisted to peer at her. The larger Chimena just... staring... at her. "What?" she demanded finally, unable to focus on the dirt across her paws with the brindle just. Staring. Like that.
"Wha-at?" she repeated, drawing the word out until Bess finally blinked at the very least. That was downright unsettling. The micro huffed, returning to her pelt.
"You're hungry?" Bess inquired
The vibrant micro blinked as her perch moved, pointedly shifting herself and flaring her wings more prominently. Soaking the heat both from above and across the dark patches beneath her. Still her chosen sunning spot moved, only sniffling at the air more noticeably. Until the sound made the micro huff and once again Alan peeked an eye open, watching as Bess began to walk out of the sun. Following her nose, as usual.
"What," she grumbled irritably, letting her claws flex a bit more noticeably than strictly necessary into the brindle fur as she stretched, "are you doing?" she demanded. Finally, reluctantly, rising to a seat atop the shifting ba