Skeil, Bullet, & Mesa

Bullet and Skeil were both surprised to see two allies already here; Lost and Sweetclover. Giving them an acknowledging nod, Bullet and Skeil headed to a pile of hay a few yards away, where the hybrid carefully slid Fallen into the ground.

Skeil nudged her friend, "Go back to the Den, Bullet. I will watch over Fallen and wait for the pups. You need to be with Sasha." She then turned to Lyckos, Kalion, and Fanta, "I will watch over Sequoia as well." It wasn't an order for them all to go back to the Den; just a suggestion.

As Bullet headed away, Mesa flew after him, high in the air so she could take an easy survey of his surroundings. She would commute back and forth between the Den and Barn when neccessary to provide as a scout to the Lurkers.

Sequioa

Her eyes flickered open and blurrily her eyes focused on Kalion. Uncertain as to who he was she whispered softly "Please stay with me." Her voice was soft and held a light pleading note to it. Something that no one ever saw from her. Then her world was black once more, fading away into a drugged sleep.

Mesa was not the only bird in the air. Enemy bird this was. Disaster. Seeing Mesa his eyes narrowed and without any warning whatsoever he dived for her. He had been higher then her, following the lurkers to track their movements and gain him a higher advantage in the pack and get on Risens good side. If he could just get rid of the ruddy falcons they would have a chance. His claws were opened wide as he dove from behind her trying to capture her in his powerful grip.

Kalion and Lyckos

Lyckos followed Skeil and Bullet into the Barn. The elder brother crouched down once again and gently slid Sequioa off his back and onto the hay. He gave her a friendly nuzzle. Hearing Skeil's suggestion, Lyckos nodded. We're only...

He was interupted by Kalion. I'm going to stay with Sequioa. Plus if Eternal decides to attack, you wont be alone Skeil.

Lyckos nodded. Ok, I'm only a howl away if you need me, so are the pack. He smiled at Skeil, giving her a friendly nudge. Then he turned and left the barn to return to the alleys.

Kalion had heard Sequioa's plee and felt obliged to stay. He settled himself down next to her and waited for her to awaken from her drugged sleep.

Skeil & Mesa

Skeil smiled and nudged him back, watching as he took leave. She looked to Kalion and nodded, "Sounds like a good idea." The pit bull padded towards Fallen to lay down. But before she got the chance, a horrible screech came from outside somewhere. Fur bristled, the dog rushed into the open.

In the sky, Mesa had fallen victim to Disaster's attack. She would have been toast if it were not for her lineage. Her breed had the largest eyes, for their body size, of any creature. Adding to that, they were also the fastest creatures on earth. For these reasons, the peregrine had spotted the hawk just as he was about to close his talons on her. Instantly, she went into a stoop, but it was a second too late. Sharp talons curved into her left shoulder, tearing through feather and muscle, striking bone. With a vigorous flap, Mesa pulled her wing free and did her best to hold it tight to her. Facing downward, she began to streak towards earth, her speed rocketing faster with every second.

From below, Skeil looked up, seeing her small feathered friend plummet from the sky. 100, 120, 150 miles per hour and growing faster. Not that the pit bull could tell, but it was obvious that Mesa was traveling insanely fast. If she wasn't tagged by Disaster again, she could reach well over 200 miles per hour, though her wounded wing probably wouldn't hold out for much higher speeds than that.

Kalion and Palima

Lyckos had sent the bird back to her friend. He had instructed her to wait at the den whilst he helped bring Sequioa here, but now he had done that and it was time for Palima to return to the one she knew best. The African Hawk Eagle had arrived upon the barn when she heard the screech. Her eyes spotted two bird battling in the air. Confused, the Eagle decended and shot into the barn.

Kalion had also heard the screech and was now in a dilema, should he go and see what was happening or should he stay with Sequioa? It might have been a trap, so he decided to stay inside. Skeil come in, It could be a trap.
Luckily he soon saw Palima dart inside the barn. She wasn't much larger than Disaster but she still was a slightly larger bird. Palima, go and help Mesa. You'll know which one she is.

The eagle turned gracefully in the air and took off back outside. After watching the falcon dive with a hurt wing and the hawk above her, she figured it all out. She soared upwards, beating her large black and white wings so that she was above the Harris Hawk. Then she dived, talons outstreached towards Disaster.

Fanta

Fanta cocked her head at the others and panted. "A trap?" Fanta echoed, she growled slightly. She was already stressed from the last battle. "Who?"

Disaster

He screeched and was about to dive once more when he saw another, larger bird coming towards him. As she rose above him he caught onto the trick. I mean, come on it was practically the one he had just used. He turned and plummeted suddenly diving towards the ground at break neck speeds. He rose out of the dive just as suddenly and soared through the barn just over the heads of the dogs and out the other side and into the bright day once more. Such a lovely day for such horrible tradgedies.

Palima

She saw he had realised what she was about to do. She didn't pull into the dive after him, as she probably wouldn't be able to keep up and there was no point in wasting the energy. She just watched as he soared into the barn and out the other side, disappearing into daylight. Slowly, she desended towards the canines and came to rest on Kalion's shoulder, satisfied that Disaster had gone.

Skeil & Mesa

When Mesa saw that Disaster was no longer after her, she spread her wings to slow her descent. The wounded wing gave in though, and sent her into a rapid spiral which she fought to break free of.

Skeil took heed of Kalion's words, and took a quick glance around as she stood in the yard. "I'll be in in a sec..." The pit bull said, looking upwards now. Mesa looked like a shot duck, flapping and twirling helplessly as she fall earthward. Near the end, she put a great deal of energy out and was able to spread the wounded wing enough to stabalize herself and make a crash landing near her friend. Aside from a few bruises and broken feathers, the landed didn't cause her harm.

Skeil picked the falcon up and returned to the Barn at once, where she placed Mesa near Fallen. "Things are getting out of control." The pit bull stated, looking to Kalion and Palima. "But at least we have you two to help our cause now."

Mesa pulled herself up and looked to Palima. "Thanks." She looked over the larger bird, feeling a bit more safe now.

Fanta

Fanta looked at the other bird and shook, exhausted, Fanta knew her loyalty to the pack would mean staying up and watching the other wounded members. Although she was tired she stood over some of the wounded pups and whimpered. " You poor thing" Fanta whispered.

Kalion and Palima

The canines watched as Skeil bought in the tattered Mesa. He sighed, things were indeed getting out of control. We showed up at the right time I guess. He offered a weak smile, the situation they were in was not a happy one.

Palima nodded, spreading her wings to float down next to Mesa. Its ok, Just rest now. She folded her black and white wings and stood next to the fallen flyer just for moral support.

Kalion sighed, they could be in for a rough few hours or so if it continued on like this. Even when they got everyone back to the Alleys, he was sure this was not the end of it. He pricked his large ears, ready to catch any sounds or sense anything, whether friend or foe.

Sequioa

It was dusk before the hybrid awoke again. She felt Kalion beside her, standing guard. She sat up and looked around, her eyes unfocused slightly. "Time's it?" She murmered groggily. Seeing the sun go down her eyes shot open "We have to get back!" She stood and cringed at the pain her hind leg. She held it up above the ground and steeling herself against the pain, she turned and began to move away, heading back to the alleys taking breaks now and again. She didn't feel right leaving the others at the alleys. Something just felt wrong Or maybe it was the fact that she had enjoyed the feel of waking up with Kalion beside her that set her on edge. That was another possibilty.

Fanta

Fanta wanted to comfort Kalion, so she trotted over and sat down a little from him. When Sequioa woke up she jolted back a ways and stared wide-eyed at Sequioa. "Sequioa, please lay back down. Your still hurt, you'll make the wound even more worse." Fanta said but she noticed how the dog was. "Maybe your wounds weren't that bad, if you feel alright maybe you can go back" Fanta was a peacemaker, a careful wolk. If Sequioa became crippled because her leg wasn't treated, who knows what would happen.