This story has no plot. If I get boring, tell me what you want. Starting now, what happens next chapter?
The Troubles
Skaa:
The female with the grey and tan hide snarls and attempts to bite my neck. I step backwards to avoid the attack. The last thing I want to do is fight a female, even in self-defense.
"Why did you take my babies?!" she angrily bites again and barely misses me, "They have done nothing to you, but you still took them from me!"
"I assure you I've done nothing to them." I plead and avoid her jaws again, "I don't even know what they look like."
She ceases her attack but remains ready to fight me again. Her amber eyes are filled with grief as she accepts the fact that I didn't take her hatchlings. My heart aches as her head slowly points downward. Why must I have a soft spot for females?
"I too am searching for my hatchling." I nuzzle her in my best attempt at comfort, "Humans have been spotted on the island; I hope they haven't taken them."
She accepts my gesture and sadly returns the affection. Maybe my brother was right, I am a female killer. Fourteen potential mates, none were chosen until Blue came to me. I hope she is safe.
"Hermara." She lowly speaks behind her and the brushes behind her rustle.
One hatchling cautiously steps to us and hides behind the female's leg. The hatchling is grey and tan like the female before me; it's eyes a strange green coloration, faulty genes inherited from the father possibly.
I bow my head and introduce myself, "Skaa, now rogue of the Skaa pack. I was named after the founder my great grandfather. Confusing enough for you?"
The chick cocks its head at me before the human scent hits me, or it was the scent of the shattered object that hit me. Snarling at the cut on my nose, I follow its trajectory to the beginning of its assault. The temporary colony of humans lies in front of me.
"Stay close and keep quiet." I chirp to the mother and hatchling and proceed to stalk dangerously close to the human colony.
Blue:
I groan at the pain in my leg as I apply miniscule weight on it. I'm never going to get to the beach with my injury. I know Skaa can beat the alpha and take her position.
Two females rush by before collapsing on top of one another. A metal cylinder with red feathers tightly buries itself in them. I know what they are. Tranquilizer darts. Delta has had many pierce her hide when she attacked one of the feeders.
"I heard them crash over here." A male human says in his deep monotonous voice, "Tag 'em and bag 'em. Delta squad, form up; nonlethal ammunition. Hoorah?"
"Hoorah." Three differing toned voices confidently answer to the first.
I try to limp into the jungle to hide, but strong arms around my throat drag me down. The human wears a black facial covering that only shows her eyes. She adorns padded gear like many of my veterinarians wore when I became ill.
Her cold brown eyes glare through me as the pain in my leg ignites into what feels like a million flames dancing across it. My whine of agony causes her eyes to narrow before she inserts the tranquilizer dart into my neck. I screech in agony at the invasive object. Her cold brown eyes never seem to leave me before I fade out of consciousness.
I awake and shoot up from my laying position; only to bash my skull on the metal cage keeping me prisoner. The throbbing pain is a constant reminder what has happened. I'm trapped by humans, again!
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