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Before he could go deeper into the underbrush, Xaal was stopped by the cheerful voice of Sister Isurta. She was one of the more excitable Goblins that he grew up with, and was pne of the first who mastered the art of walking and running. Within the first couple of days, she had been exploring every inch of their home cave, ignoring the disgruntled stares of the older, and more gruff Goblin hunters. She was definitely smarter than the standard ilk, that was for sure. He knew that she'd be a decent help in the hunting department, and maybe she learned some things that even he did know at this time? It wouldn't hurt to trust her.

He turned around, getting ready to respond to her 'group' comment, but paused when the rest of his brethren began heading out of the cave. There weren't too many, so he wasn't too worried about a lack of food for himself, but it did remind him that time was relatively precious, and that he should probably head out soon. Another goblin came over to the duo - a bit taller than Xaal himself, with what seemed to be two spears gripped in his hands. This one was Brother...Kishi. Definitely Kishi. Xaal's eyes lingered over the rudimentary tools the goblin held. They were simply, but effective, like his knife. For Sister Isurta, it'd definitely be an improvement over her fists. An approving tilt of his lips formed upwards, as he listened to what Brother Kishi had to say.

[color=007236]"W-wait! Let me come with you guys! I... I can help you! I have weapons, and we can watch each others backs! ...Sorry if I'm coming on strong, I'm just really hungry... You guys have any leftover grubs you don't want?"[/color]

Hunger. 'Course that'd be the driving factor, wouldn't it?

[b]"No, nothing on me at the moment."[/b] He stated dryly. Xaal's eyes glazed over as he half-listened to what another goblin, Brother Lothar he believed, was saying, about observing their surroundings. Smart, but not really necessary for an area so close to home.

[b]"Let's go. I don't wanna think on an empty-"[/b] As he began to step, once more, into the underbrush, Xaal's eyes sharpened. In the clearing ahead of them, hidden from the entrance of the cave itself, was what he could only assume to be a Horned Rabbit. And horned it truly was. The horn looked as sharp as the stone knife he currently held, and even more deadly. The rabbit's cute, furry body didn't even cross his mind. He wanted that horn, and he wanted that rabbit...in his gut. 

He instinctively crouched, moving quietly to the side, in the bushes, so that his two companions could see what he was seeing. Question was...how would they kill it. The rabbit had to be fast - no other way it'd survive in the wild, otherwise. Plus, the horn was an obvious danger. As he watched, eyes sharp and focused, a plan began to form within his mind. The rabbit would be surprised by the sudden attack, and would most-likely attempt to flee. By dividing it's attention three-ways, they would be able to strike at it's moment of weakness - a fresh kill. The grip on his dagger tightened. The muscles in his legs became taut, as he got ready to lunge.

And then, he realized that he hadn't communicated his thoughts with his brethren.

[b]"You two ready?"[/b] Xaal spoke, crimson eyes turning towards Isurta and Kishi. If there wasn't a giant, sharp horn on the rabbit's head, he would have leaped at it already. However, with two other lives to account for, he didn't feel...comfortable going at it alone. Decisions, decisions.