Kapitel 3: Ambush
As the darkness fell so to did the rain from the storm. The camp took the abuse of the rain as it fell, the storm brought on a rather strong wind. Getting little shelter from the large trees above, the camp seemed to be handling the weather fine. Flashes of light from lightning and the low rumbling of storms were similar to a blind herd running away from dangers.
Water droplets fell from the camp residents, for a little water never hurt anyone. The night continued to be long and dreary due to the constant rainfall. Air around the camp was wet and uncomfortable, as it brought the heavy scent of mud. Rain could be a blessing and a curse. Scents were hidden away which made it difficult to detect danger. When storms like this happen did the residents have to be on the highest of guards.
There were some who stood still and watched the shadows around them. Sounds of roaring and animalistic calls surrounded the darkness around the camp. Day or night brought danger, it mattered not the time. Darkness around them seemed to be the worst thing for them for they couldn't see much of anything lurking around them. It seemed like the darkness would last forever.
When the sky took on a brighter color, was that a hint that the morning has come. The ground and air remained soggy as rain continued to pour from the sky above. The sounds of water hitting the leaves were a calming sound, though the sounds of movement lingered on.
Scarface shook his large body, his bone armor made a faint sound due to the movement. Lifting his cranium did his nostrils flare up as he took in a strong breath. No scent was a problem.
"So much for a break.", snorted Scarface as the rain water continued to hit his hide with light hitting sounds.
Large feet caught his attention as he looked to see Devastate approaching. The blood from the hunt was being washed away from the rainfall. Scarface knew good and well what needed to be done next. They would go out and hunt again, after all he told the leader that they would. Scarface nodded to the behemoth beside him as he began walking out of the camp.
Devastate looked at Crusher from a distance and glared before following Scarface.
Crusher looked at everyone residing in the camp, his eyes shifted as he caught sight of Scarface and Devastate leaving. Knowing full well why they were leaving, he merely looked away. Snorting loudly did he look to one side of the camp. His eyes caught sight of something there and he glared as he approached. The silhouette was large but the posture it stood was confident. It appeared that the silhouette was not afraid of anything. However he stopped when the large figure turned away and disappeared into the darkness of the wet forest. His eyes narrowed watching the figure vanish.
The posture he saw from that silhouette he saw didn't appear to be clumsy like the blind. There was a ominous feeling that came from that figure, just the fact it stood still and watched him made his blood freeze. Crusher glared sharply as he looked to where Scarface and Devastate left from. It would seem that the blind were not the only threat here.
Scarface looked around in search of anything, any scent, or track would help. He snorted in anger, "Damn rain can't find nothing!?!"
Devastate gave a huff as he followed, "It couldn't be easy huh?"
Scarface looked at him before looking back ahead, he carefully walked forward minding his step. The rain made the ground wet and slippery. This just added to the danger, no firm ground meant that they both could fall and most likely break a bone. "Nothing is easy.", retorted Scarface who looked fed up.
Devastate gave a cruel smile before looking to the side, the sound of the rain muffled many sounds. "...", Devastate was silent but he began walking in another direction which made Scarface stop and follow after him.
"You got something?", asked Scarface looking at the large brute.
Devastate was silent and not once did he look at Scarface as he moved forward slowly. A distinct snap was all it took for Devastate to know what was happening.
"WATCH OUT!?!", roared Scarface.
Devastate blinked as a large head barreled out of the brush at his side. The head of the beast was different from any blind beast but they had weird tattoos covering their entire frame. The behemoth was quick to step back as his large tail pushed back Scarface.
Devastate dodged the mouth of the assailant, his eyes narrowed as he moved his head away again from another attack. Scarface scrambled to his feet, mud caked his entire frame from being pushed by Devastate.
As if in that instant, a large party appeared led by Crusher. Their attacker took a good step back, before snorting. Scarface was actually thankful for the backup as he looked at Crusher and three others. Devastate glared at the one before him, his fangs were visible obviously ready to use them.
"I suggest you step down.", spoke Crusher looking at the brute before them. The tattoos over his body were new yet strange to him. The only thing he can think of is that he was from another clan that or he was a rogue.
Scarface looked at Devastate before glaring sharply at their new threat. This brute hand long arms with claws, he was noticeably taller than any of them as well as larger. His eyes were another thing for they held no fear of anything along with intelligence. This was proven as he darted into the brush.
Devastate was about to charge after him but Crusher gave a strong sound of order not too. Scarface looked at Crusher curiously before looking at Devastate who stopped but stared after the brute who got away.
"We will return to camp and decide what to do next.", spoke Crusher who looked around before walking back to camp. Scarface looked around with sharp eyes before glancing at Devastate. The large behemoth pushed him out of harms way, he was no doubt thankful for that. That large brute would of killed the both of them, but Devastate thought about saving him. Sure, he was strong and had little brains but he knew to protect. It was probably due to him losing his family before, he was not going to let another death happen.
Scarface waited for Devastate to move before he would. The hunt turned out to be a failure but they were not going to be able to hunt with who ever that was out there. Crusher was of course thinking about the rest of the clan. Sure, he would of ordered Devastate to go after him but that was reckless. The clan was strongest together, even though that brute was bigger than most of them he had knowledge to know not to attack them. There was strength in numbers, and that brute knew that. However, there was no doubt he was very strong why else attack a rex and a allosaurus.
Crusher glared back once entering the camp, he made sure everyone entered before deciding what to do next. The blind beasts were a threat and it would seem that this new brute was another threat. He had tattoos unlike anything he had seen. Perhaps, he was exiled from a clan or maybe he killed the very clan he was with.
Either way he was a problem for the clan and Crusher had to think about the clan before anything else. The camp was not safe, which meant they would have to find another place to make camp at. Where though, that was the real question.
Crusher moved through the camp unknowingly aware that he was being watched from the dreary shadows.
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