"We need to get out of here-- if the birds don't get us, then the fire will!" Milo greeted me as I ran back to his side like a loyal mutt. I snarled in displeasure, the stress of the situation making my wrists itch. As fucking son as this shit was over, I would ditch them all, kidnap fucking Milo, and just try to calm down. That was the future plan. As the damn Manectric shot jabs at the equine, I curled my lip further, knowing I would not miss that prick. But then shit went down. Suddenly the Manectric dashed away, shooting across the lawn like a a black and gold bullet. I smirked despite myself. Like a fuckin' bumble bee.
But when he reappeared, the sadistic grin might as well have been whiped off of my face and I stiffened in horror. Molly. Milo was already yelling out, racing in pursuit, but I was frozen. With the crackling of the flames behind me, my face was darkened, covered in shadows despite the afternoon sun rising, but my lilac eyes were wide, too bright, with fear. As the group was suddenly all gathered at the gate, my gaze was skyward. I saw a figure. ANd the chills that ran down my spine reminded me of another presance. The opne from earlier. And the name on my tounge made me fight to keep back a choking sob. Bachi.
Then the flurry of motion around me stopped dead. Literally. I straightened up in complete disbeleif and utter fear as all of the undead fell around me. I snarled in fright as one landed on my body and I dashed forward until I was out of the fray. I looked at them with wide eyes, unable to comprehend. Then ha landed. I did not recognize the species, a colorful bird now covered in gore and vividly purple markings. i could not move. Even as the thing spoke, I was frozen. It questioned the group, and then all three of Molly, the dog, and the monkey attacked. The rock was merely thrown back to the newcomver, Molly's attack taken without so much as a flinch, and then the Manectric was downed as well. Watching with impossibly wide eyes, the same pebble was shot down at him.
My tails shot up in terror. What could I do?
[ooc: Sorry for supremely crappy post. At a complete loss for what to do. >.< And Xatu! ;;w;; I freaking love you. Hardcore. hands down, my favorite Harb. Feel free to mess with my baby, but nothing too life endangering and oviously do not kill him. <3]