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!!RkFQIQOO6xk 10/26/11(Wed)18:36 No.16746247>>16746138 You squint lazily, and try to look as blase as possible. This isn't too hard because, again, you are an overgrown cave salamander.
The Lizards recoil when you open your mouth, but then
>BLORP
and time this just as you emit a pulse of that groovy calming aura. The Lizards take it, hook, line, and sinker. One of them even snorts and turns away, covering his snout as he tries to muffle his laughter.
Bright-Plume gets up and barks an order, pointing at you and at the woodfolk, who really isn't looking too good. She looks even less better as Bright-Plume and the Lizard who was laughing start clubbing her with their crude clubs, her weak wails cutting off with meaty THUDS.
The last Lizard reaches into a side-satchel and throws you a dead rat- just like the ones you found in your cave every day before your sudden evolution/mutation- before turning to watch the carnage in progress...
... and that's when you tackle its ankles, slamming it into the ground. As it struggles to get up, you wiggle to the side and jam your jaws over its neck, biting down and tearing it open with your mouth-hooks.
It's no injured woodfolk, however, and emits a gurgling shriek even as you start feeding, desperately punching at your body. The other Lizards whirl at the sound and shriek as well; Bright-Plume pales, while the other Lizard starts running over.
Energy flows into you, but YOU NEED MORE.
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