{PRP}Pretty Little Bird {Obelus x Meoquanee}

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Sorry this took me so long to start!

A tapping noise slowly roused the tiny bird from her nap. The group was tucked under the shade of a tree for their afternoon siesta. Meoquanee herself was nestled comfortably in the protective foreleg of a large tomcat. Caesar and his familiar Cleo were both sound asleep still. Meo raised her head slowly and blinked sleep from her eyes. Tiny things woke her as she needed to be alert for danger, although less so since she'd joined up with the large tom. He'd designated himself her protector, and she was happy to be protected.

The microraptor clicked her jaws together as she searched out the source of the sound. There above. A bird tapping at the tree bark for bugs. She shook her head. As much as she wanted to go back to sleep, it was too late now. She was awake. Meo didn't want to wake her companions if they could still sleep. She decided to go for a short walk and stretch her legs.

Carefully extracting herself she wandered off. There was some grasslands over yonder. She knew from experience that bugs would be hiding there. Bugs made an excellent meal for one so tiny. Soon she was involved with jumping through the long stems so spook up the insects she could eat; then chasing them until she caught them or they got too far away.


The faint, familiar rustle of feathers awoke the lioness. Tahnee cracked an eye to verify that yes, her tiny charge was indeed awake and moving. She sighed to herself. The tiniest noise could wake her and it was so hard for Meo to get back to sleep. Accustomed to the bird's patterns, she herself yawned and stretched. Pulling herself from her comfortable spot, she ambled after her friend.

Since Caesar was still sleeping, she felt it a good idea to keep an eye on the tiny bird. Tahnee ambled along after her until they reached the field. She found herself a fallen log that made a suitable perch to get her above the waving fronds so she could keep and eye on as Meo hunted.
 

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It was a rare occasion that Obelus chose to leave her cave with the sun still high in the sky. She much preferred the night, where she could walk without being seen, save for the green glow that followed her, broken only by when she blinked her emerald eyes. In the daytime, she was no less intimidating, she supposed, but she lost the air of mystery that hung about her.

But sometimes a bear had to do what a bear had to do and right now, she had to get lunch. The days that passed were without many meals, which irked her, but she was not so without hope of a next meal that she gave into her feral form. Goodness knows the trouble it would attract if she let that beast roam free in broad daylight.

Still, whether it was being driven by her stomach to go out in the daylight or some, insignificant part of her that wanted to enjoy the sunlight (bah!) she crept out from her cave and walked towards the forests. Some of her traps lay here and there, covered with leaves and twisted roots. Others were masked by abrupt slopes downwards in the dirt, while some where simply marked by a single rock that was large enough to trip over, but had otherwise no way of identifying itself. There were many traps, pit traps, mostly, that Obelus had spent hours of her time working on.

Surely, she thought as her stomach growled again, one of her traps must have caught something in it by now? Now she growled, softly, as she checked her traps one by one and found them empty. She was getting further into the forest, further away from her cave and it made her uncomfortable.

Just one more. She thought. And if nothing is found within it then I shall return this evening instead.

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Dunno if Obelus wants to find her prey awake or asleep. XD

She'd spent a profitable hour now hunting bugs. Meo was nearly full and quite ready for another little nap. Her hunting had taken her all over the field chasing energetic grasshoppers who'd rather not be eaten. Now she was on the border of the field and forest. The tiny bird spotted one more large grasshopper. It looked so big and juicy! If she could catch that she'd be a happy bird. If only she'd been more focused upon her surroundings as she usually was instead of her meal.

Meo crept forward slowly. Several times the grasshopper made a few tiny hops way as she was almost within reach. She knew better than to be frustrated, and kept stalking. The tiny didn't notice how springy the ground had gotten under her claws. She crouched and then jumped toward the grasshopper. There was a snap behind her and the ground started to fall away. Meo found herself staring down into a pit where once appearing solid ground had been. There was no way to save herself. She screamed as she fell to the bottom and landed with a bounce.


She hadn't been watching as closely as she should have as the tiny bird moved closer and closer to the forest. Tahnee heard the scream of her friend and looked back just in time to see Meo disappear into the ground. She leaped off the log and raced over. Once there she found her friend laying still at the bottom of a fairly deep pit amid the faint remains of some branches. For a moment, she feared the tiny bird was dead, then she saw her breathing slowly. So just unconscious then. She paced around the outside. It was deep and she couldn't see a way safely down for herself, much less a way to get Meo out. Should she wait until the bird woke up or run and get Ceasar now? Deep in her mind she worried. Who had built such a pit? And why?
 

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Obelus had been stalking bitterly back to her cave, when she heard the scream not too far off. She had been unsuccessful in finding anything in the remaining trap and had been ready to call it quits, but by the sound of obvious alarm and distress, she suspected that another had found their way into one of her traps. She headed in the direction she heard the cry, stopping only to sniff at the air. It smelled fowl, like... chicken, almost. She had only had a chicken once before: a familiar swiped out from under their bonded Soquili and then followed by said Soquili too.

Yet this was not quite the scent of chicken she remembered and she slowed as she got closer to the trap. It was one of the few that she rarely checked in the daytime, because of its close proximity to the plains nearby. She growled softly and then lowered herself into a crouch, before peering around a tree. Sure enough, one of her many pit traps had been exposed and nearby sat a brown mountain cat leaning over the edge.

Oh no, Obelus thought and she emerged with a snarl most intimidating.

"Run along, kitty cat." She growled. "This prey is mine." She lunged at the feline, maybe if she didn't manage to scare it off, she could catch it for a quick snack too. Wouldn't that be appealing? Or should she say, appetizing?

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Meo was slowly coming back to. She knew she probably didn't really want to move or she'd start hurting, so laying here was perfectly fine with her. She tried to make sense of what had happened. The tiny bird remembered hunting bugs while the others were sleeping, and that she'd gone after a particularly juicy looking grasshopper. Then what happened? It just seemed as though the ground fell away from her, and of course she'd fallen back to the ground. Would Caesar and Tahnee be able to find her down here? A voice above almost startled her into opening her eyes. It was unfamiliar and harsh. If she'd been able to, she'd have been running away as fast as her little legs could carry her. Kitty cat? Was that possible Tahnee or Ceasar?


Tahnee lashed her tail as she tried to figure out what to do. If she went down she'd be stuck too. Clearly she must go get Caesar! But should she wait until her friend woke up so she wouldn't be scared? A dark voice startled her. It's owner a dark, and scary soquili loomed up out of the trees. Oh this was bad. As much as she wanted to protect Meo, there was no way she'd stand against this creature. It seemed the choice had been made for her.

"Not for long!" She hissed back then turned tail and fled. The only thing she could do was get to Caesar as quickly as possible. With luck they'd be on this creature's tail, if it had one, soon to rescue Meo.
 

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Obelus glared after the pesky cat as it ran off and after she was certain it was gone, she turned her gaze down to the prey-creature beneath. She could get down there with her hooves, easily enough, she thought. Yet when it came to getting out.

She sighed. She'd have to shift whether she liked it or not. She only hoped the beast within her wouldn't maul the tiny creature in her trap before she got home. Those feathers the other possessed where absolutely delightful and she would enjoy plucking them off with careful precision, like she had done to the Wind mare from seasons ago.

Let's get this over with, She thought and leaped into the hole, her hooves missing her prey by a few inches.
"If you happen to be awake, little one," She advised her prey. "I advise you not to make a sound. The beast has a fondness of silencing screaming prey-beasts through truly fowl means and I would hate to see you dead so soon." And with that, she shifted.

It was never a pleasant experience for Obelus, because it was as though all of her bones were breaking and reforming in a matter of seconds. Still, through the pain she had changed and now only one personality remained.

The Beast, in all its glory, stared down the new creature. It had not yet tasted blood of this kind before. It knew of its other half in the back of its mind, simply telling it to carry the thing back home to feast, for their could be threats about, yet the Beast would not, not until it deemed whether it could have fun with what it had been given.

Long claws stretched out as the hulking bear with green fire eyes prodded the limp thing. Was it already dead? Or was it merely asleep? It almost snorted. That would take the fun out of things considerably.

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