Slurp 2 in a way shook his head in what Shryke said to him. It would be hard for the Fleeches to gain the acceptance so he can still live in the cave. And if he still thought about it, he could almost be sure that he wasn't going to live with anymore unless he saved them from a tragic life death sitution.
He decided to hide within the dark forest, so none of the Fleeches could sense him. He decided that this was the best he live with. But as he secretly let himself watch the Fleeches progress, he saw that a new group of eleven Fleeches slither into a different part of the forest. He decided that might as well get him into watching over them, so followed them into the deep corners of the forest.
As he followed the dark in appearence, he let the wind blow into his drapes of hair. He sensed that there was silence, yet he could sense critter and birds fly and crawl everywhere. The whole place was full of life. But as he walked on the rough ground, he could sense that the critters and the birds he sensed, were flying and sprinting away just from the sight of the Fleeches and himself. He tried to think of himself of a graceful, innocent creature, but as he looked at it, he almost started to think, "Is the colony a little too powerful? Is the reason why the forest is in danger is because the Fleeches are too powerful?"
As Slurp 2 discussed this in his head, he thought about what the Fleeches had done that might cause this thing to happen. He realized that because of him, Fleeches have risked other races to go extinct in the forest, just because they wanted to live. Slurp 2 walked on the ground with a rather disappointed look on his face. He didn't mean to let his self centerness to let him get critters of the forest to lose or get afraid of death more than they need to. Maybe re-joining the colony would just be trouble for him and all the animals of the forest. Yet, could he do better?
Slurp continued to follow the Fleeches, thinking on how he could save the forest in a different way. An idea popped up when the silence was disrupted by a scream and howl. Slurp froze as he sensed Slogs start charging toward the Fleeches, as they broke through the bushes. Slurp 2 watched as the Fleeches reacted to the danger. They quickly stood their ground a flung their tounges at the Slogs. The Slogs howled at the pain, but tried to move forward in attempt to hunt them down. But teh Fleeches tounges outnumbered them. There was only 6 Slogs, but there was eleven of the other. The Slogs tried to resist, but the tounges stopped them in their tracks. It seemed like that even with teeth and muscles, the Slogs were still highly outnumbered by the Fleeches long distance tounges. They began to whimper, trying to ignore the pain. As critters from the shrubs peeked their eyes to face the fearful sight of the Fleeches attacking Slogs, Slurp 2 was to be horrorfied, as one of the Fleeches sucked up one, two, three Slogs from their position. The other three seemed to panic and tried to run off. But the Fleeches were still at it, with their tounges and all.
Slurp couldn't take it anymore. Those Slogs deserved to live. They could also help destory the Industerials from the inside out. Before the Fleeches made their last move on killing off the Slogs, he hastily rose his head to howl into the moon. The Slogs stood in surprise, as the Fleeches stopped fighting. Slurp 2 jumped from the hidden shadows, and viciousily snared his teeth. The Fleeches snarled back and flung their tounges at Slurp. But he was smart. He knew their battle plan. And to react to it, he countered their attack with a bite. The bite snipped off the Fleeches' tounges' top off. They all screeched at the pain they were going through, as the Slogs used this to their advantage. The Slogs leapt at individial Fleeches, obilerating them into small pieces. Slurp 2 joined in, jumping into the Fleeches pathes, and golbling up the screaming Fleeches into his mouth, by just snapping his jaws together.
It was no time before a single Fleech was the only thing that was left. And he had already screeched at the top of its lungs, and slithered like the fastest Fleech back into the forest. The three remaining Slogs barked proudily, "Yeah, and you don't come back! Tell ya mother that we are her worst nightmare!"
The Slogs barked in victory, but saw what had been done. Their friends 'blood had been splatted on the grass. And did the Fleeches, as Slurp 2 knew that he had just helped kill of ten of his brothers. Not good for any of the Slogs and the Sleg, as they looked back at what had happened. If Slurp could do what the Mudokons could do with their eyes, he would be doing it.
But then their silence died, when one of the Slogs barked, "So yer a Slog of the forest, eh? Why did ya help us out?"
Slurp 2 didn't want to tell them of his plan, so all he said was, "Its good to see a cousin around the place. I don't too many Slogs or Slegs around here these days."
The Slogs nodded their heads, while Slurp hoped that they believed that he was a Sleg without a pack. Or a family. One of the Slogs perked up, with a deeper tone of voice saying, "Since yah helped us, we might as let you come in with us, old timer. You must have a story for us. Besides, yah probably know this place a lot better than we do."
Slurp smiled at his luck of gaining their acceptance, for at last he might as well get use to being able to talk to his own body's race. The Slogs started to wal away as he followed their trails. He could sense that there was going to be a new beginning here.
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