Characters of Andrew Hussie
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There was a rhythmic clicking and tapping as white pointed feet crept over the stones near the large cavernous opening which served as one of the exits for the trials; where young grubs could be found emerging from at any given time. Various other white carapaced creatures scoured the entrance for the small wrigglers. Those who found an acceptable one would take it up and scurry off with their find. It was hard work to find a decent charge before another got to it first. There were often fights over who would end up with the grubbling, fights which only ended with one Lusi standing.
Emitting a irritated growl one particular Lusus crept on in search for a charge. A search it had been on for years with no success. Coming across a grub it leaned down and scented it out. With a rattle of frustrated clicks from its throat it moved on without so much as a second glance. Clicking over the stones its attention was grabbed by a disgruntled holler from one of the other Lusi. The creature reared back and moved on casting a fierce look of disgust behind it. Curious of this uncommon reaction it couldn't help but creep closer.
The grub that it found was nothing particularly out of the norm. It's horns were small and dull, even for a grub. It had no oddities to speak of, at least, none that were physical. Leaning down and scenting it over it was met with two surprises. One, that the grub tried to growl at it when it got close, and two, it scent... It looked the grub over again and sniffed it out once more. There was no mistaking the scent. The grub looked up at it as if waiting for it to storm off like the other had. From the look of it the wriggler had been out for at least a day or so and was still without a custodian.
Reaching out a pinchered limb the grub snapped at it, weak teeth trying to hold its pitiful grip on the large claw. Using its other claw it picked up the grub, careful not to squeeze it too hard. The wriggler left go of the first pincer and started to snarl as best it could at the large crustacean that lifted it off the ground. It returned the verbal emitance with its own series of snaps and clicks. Going back and forth for a few moments the grub seemed to give up and allowed the white creature to carry it away. Turning with its new charge in claw it started off away from the cave exit.
The Lusi that had made such a fuss over the grub before noticed and hollered once more. It stepped up as if to challenge the Crab-esque being with its choice of a charge. The act was not missed and immediately the crustacean let out a shrill shriek of anger, a singular warning. The other refused to back down and charged forward. With ease the attck was dodged and moving quickly it advanced on it's attacker and closed it's pincer around its neck. With a single and final click the other's head was snapped clean off. The other Lusi in the area raised no alarm as it was to them, another fight over a grub; though not the kind they assumed. With a grolwing huff the victor stalked off to leave once more, the grub in it's grip looking between the fallen being and it's own. The white being didn't look down at it, keeping its attention on where it was going.
It had a charge to look after now.
It was a custodian.
It was Crabdad.