Angel slithered to some quiet part of the corner, her pitchfork in a death grip in her hands as her chest heaved in shock and surprise. She knew the entire village would hear that. It was mixing with all the other various bits and bobs that the others were doing with their 'sneaking'. She had boasted that she was the sneakiest but she was mentally punishing herself with that. Even having one of her comrades find her would be bad.
Then fear struck her as she stiffled a scream with her hand, eyes widening as the back door opened. She came in through the side window, and she was ahead of the group, so now to suddenly have someone at the back. Her heart raced and her skin and blood ran cold as a figure appeared in the doorway. A big one, big and riddled with muscle. A man maybe.
This was bad.
So that meant the village wasn't abandoned after all. Her tongue ran from her mouth as she detected the pungent taste of the interloper in the air. She wrapped her fingers around her weapon and went low. It was no or never. She had to protect the kids, she had to put this threat down. As the figure stepped fully in, she slithered across the kitchen, ducking under the preparation table. She made a slight spray and lunged out, weapon raised high.
She shrieked a battle cry."YAAA-EEEH!?"
It was Torc, one of the Orcs of their group and more a warrior than Angel could ever imagine herself. The multipronged spear instead dipped low, and she looked absolutely foolish as she stopped herself, the points sticking into the floor and the rest of her scaley body hunching over it. She was breathing hard, holding her chest. "What y'all trying ta do? Give me a heart attack?"
She complained with a nasty hiss.
Letting her nerves catch up and getting her balance, she looked back at the house, it must be deserted after too loud pieces of evidence. "Guess it's clear, there was a tussel at some point, but don't see no one. Maybe they left in a hurry, should be a storage celler round here somewhere."
She began feeling at the floor to find the catch for it.