[color=aba000][center][h2]- Skubli - [/h2][/center][/color]

[center][@Jangel13][@El Noche][@Acid Hippie][@rbwls8028][/center]
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Skubli stood in the middle of the group, his weaponized horn held closely to his form. It was small, just the right for a Goblin of his size. A group of four horned rabbits grazed peacefully a small distance away, unaware of the nearby prowling Goblins. Their forms were outlines nicely by the green forest behind them, providing decent clarity.

[color=662d91][b]"Two of the females are pregnant."[/b][/color] Tsku's voice was quiet yet firm, without any real kind of tone. Skubli nodded faintly and adjusted his grip on the horn.

[color=aba000]"They will protect the weak."[/color] Skubli couldn't help but notice the differences between Goblins and rabbits. The rabbits would give their lives for the weaklings, the runts, but the green, reptilian race was more of a fend for yourself, despite the caring community he had been fortunate enough to be formed into. Skubli wasn't positive what gave him the feeling other Goblin communities were more brutal, however it was still there, faint yet persistent. [color=aba000]"We should target the guardians first. The pregnant ones will struggle to flee in time. We can track them down."[/color]

The question of morality didn't even cross Skubli's mind. It was hunter or hunted, and you merely had to be the most cunning to survive.