Nhosh, Solange & Herd
The smal herd reentered the Prairie after a trip to other places. Nhosh, Solange, Huyen, Gaudalupe, and the newest member- Meteor, all had their antlers fully developed. Solange's neck was nearly healed by now and they were all in prime condition.
Nhosh bellowed loudly, calling for his equine friend. It was time for a bit more fun... and time to pay back the helpful snake for her role in the human's death.
Free Spirit
The stallion neighed, eager to meet his old friends again. He started off at a quick gallop to find them. Once he spotted them, he skidded to a sharp halt and nickered a greeting to them, "Hellooo!" he called out merrily. "What's going on?" You could say he had forgotten about the snake and the rat, but he was ready to help if reminded of it.
Nhosh & Herd
Nhosh nodded to his friend, grinning a bit, "Good to see you. We've recently been informed that humans are settting to destroy a certain... snake pit."
Huyen spoke up next, "I've stayed in contact with that rattlesnake who helped us dispose of that human a while back. She says that anytime now the humans will arrive at the mountains."
Nhosh looked from the ebony buck to the Free Spirit, "Ready for some more havoc?"
Huyen, Solange, Guadalupe, Meteor, and Wycliff all stood nearby, quite ready and eager for this task at hand. Of course, there would need to be precautions taken, for the place would be crawling with deadly vipers. But Nhosh would get to that when they were at the mountains.
Free Spirit
Free Spirit nodded eagerly, "Heheh, I was born for havoc!" He snorted and nickered excitedly. "The mountains? Do you mean the Croals?" he then asked. He was ready for some havoc. He hadn't been involved in much since they got rid of those humans at the Canyon.
Nhosh & Herd
A flare of delight and dangerous mischeif entered the stag's eyes, "Yes, the Croals. Our next destination, where we'll give our Mother Nature a helping hand in eradicating some unruly beasts." He nearly laughed as he said it. Turning to the distant mountains, Nhosh gave a deep bellow; a sort of 'war' call to rally his herd and friend. And then the red deer took off, heading in a fast gait for the snake pit.
Huyen and Wycliff fell in line behind their lead. Solange came next. Gaudalupe and Meteor, the fallow deer they had saved a while back, took up the rear.