The Final Feast

Chapter 22

One stood outside the cave. Inside there was a swell of squeaking. The Máng Nù were hungry; they had to be for this to work. She looked behind her. Her strongest tames were all here. The rexes, Mars and Mercury, and Jet the allo, all eager to avenge Venus. The wolves, all ten of them this time, Goon the yutyrannus, and even Makunga the thyla. They were all positioned there as a clean up crew. None of the onycs would be allowed to escape, all of them had to be killed to ensure the island's safety. Red shivered on her shoulders, the bat skin covering all but her face. One looked at Corvi who was ready for her cue. This was it. She stepped into the cave, stopping for a moment to let her eyes adjust to the dark.

As she walked further, the squeaking got louder. It wasn't long before she could see movement on the roof. Glowing rocks and mushrooms lit up the ceiling, revealing their squirming, restless bodies. She stepped closer and immediatly they dropped onto her. She held in a scream as they crawled on the skin draped over her head. Red froze as they sniffed and crawled over her. If they suspected for a moment that they weren't Máng Nù, they would be eaten before they got the chance to run. They were desperate for food. After what seemed like hours, the onycs were satisfied with her disguise. and flew back up to the ceiling. There were a lot here, but the heart of the colony was further back. She took a second to let her heartrate slow a little and walked further back towards the middle of the huddle.