"Hold on," Melinda said. "I thought I heard someone call for help." A crashing sound in the bushes behind Melinda startled her. She turned to see an Orchid stumble out of the bushes. She knew that Orchids were potentially dangerous. She wanted to help this one, though. He was clutching his leg. Black blood oozed and trickled through his fingers. Melinda crawled over to him. "Are you okay?" she asked. "What happened?"
Meanwhile, Diablo got up, and saw the Orchid. An Orchid, he thought bitterly. They do more to harm than help the ecosystem. And, without the ecosystem, all the Sligs and Vykkers will die and I won't be able to have the satisfaction of doing it myself. Diablo stretched his wings, grabbed his knife, and lunged for the wounded Orchid.
Melinda turned, saw Diablo, and intuitively knew his target. "Look out!" she cried, jumping up. She grabbed the Orchid around his neck, and pushed him to the ground. Diablo swooshed over them both, realized that he had too much momentum, and was too late; he crashed into a tree. He shakily got up, and quickly flew away. "Are you all right?" Melinda asked the Orchid.
(ooc: Abe's Son, what did you mean by, you didn't understand it? Jacob's just joining. Hi, Jacob. Welcome to the "Alone" RPG.)
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