[Jacob]

Panting and out of breath Tobias staggered into many a object. Grazing himself and slowly drawing more blood out of his body. Collapsing the Orkhid turned and looked in the direction he came from, fearful of what may be coming.

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Hunter #1: "Veckso...Veckso Tobias."

Hunter #2: "Inquitos, Kilik Tobias, kilik nauq(!)"

The two creatures met in the middle of the village, able to smell their prey they both rushed towards the woodland were they had once already been. Their main objective complete they had disgarded their comunication tools as they happened to slow them both down. And now, they were hunting...hunting for the creature who had killed one of his companions...Treachery was a sin to the Hunters, a sin punishable by that of Death.

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Seeing what looked like his hunters Tobias stumbled to his feet and ran, ran as fast as his torn legs could carry him. His trousers were ripped to shreds, bits and pieces of them left on shards of bushes and twigs. Leaving his scent everywhere. But Tobias was oblivious to this, and merely wanted refuge...some place that could protect him from the Hunters wrath. Some place that could cover his scent from the predators...And thats when he saw it, a stack of dead bodies...Parathons. Tobias thanked the Gods and squeezed himself into the pile, the squelching of the corpses made him a bit queasy but he was safe...he hoped.

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Hunter #2: "Tobias..."

It picked up a snagged piece of rag between its thumb and fore finger. Benethe its mask it smiled, smiled a smile of pure triumph. They had him, the rag smelt of blood and perspiration...it was the typical smell of a dying and exhausted animal. One on the brink of death. The creatures did not care to run and waste more energy on something they were able to catch with ultimate ease. They merely bimbled along, gliding through the forest leaves and brushing twigs from their path. Finally they came to were they started, the mental depiction already built. They could see, see everything. Especially the shack.

Hunter #2: "Bekan...Bekan ekres."

It stated that it had 'Been here' and knew the layout. Continuing to tell its Hunting partner that a group of creatures was in the small shack...vulnerable and weak. Its kin nodded, assuming that Tobias had took refuge in the small wooden, hole ridden building and proceeded upto the 'Packaging' of their food.