Who: Doumeki, Watanuki, Zashiki Warashi, Partners What: A child spirit has two knights in shining armor to rescue her. When: April 5th, evening Where: D'Ango Forest
"Quiet down," Doumeki snapped harshly, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that Watanuki was at least still on his feet.
"Dou-kun..." Moro hissed quietly, gesturing with a nod of her head towards their right. Though it was still pretty quiet, the faint sound of rustling and growling could be heard in the distance. Eyes narrowing at it, he nodded and started towards it.
Watanuki put his hand over his mouth and followed Doumeki through the trees, his ears perking up at every little sound. Maru coiled tightly around his neck, shaking a little bit.
He could hear heavy breathing that sounded almost like growling.
As they neared the guttural, growling voices became clearer, their location hidden behind thick brush.
"Hold her down, hold her down!"
"Keep that one silent!"
Carefully, Doumeki pushed some of the branches out of the way enough to peer through. Zashiki was lying on the ground, face pressed in to the mud and dirt by the large paw of a Garurumon on the back of her head. Two others had her arms on either side, snarling down at her as though she was about to become their next meal. Zashiki's partner was being pinned by another, beak smothered with a paw. Her protests were easier to hear, but muffled none the less.
"... mou... bad bad..." Maru whispered quietly to Doumeki.
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"Dou-kun..." Moro hissed quietly, gesturing with a nod of her head towards their right. Though it was still pretty quiet, the faint sound of rustling and growling could be heard in the distance. Eyes narrowing at it, he nodded and started towards it.
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He could hear heavy breathing that sounded almost like growling.
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"Hold her down, hold her down!"
"Keep that one silent!"
Carefully, Doumeki pushed some of the branches out of the way enough to peer through. Zashiki was lying on the ground, face pressed in to the mud and dirt by the large paw of a Garurumon on the back of her head. Two others had her arms on either side, snarling down at her as though she was about to become their next meal. Zashiki's partner was being pinned by another, beak smothered with a paw. Her protests were easier to hear, but muffled none the less.
"... mou... bad bad..." Maru whispered quietly to Doumeki.
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