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A yowl sounded and the water lion pounced onto Murats back, claws out.

With a yell of terror and some pain, Murat pitched forward as the lioness tackled him from behind.

Hassan would have laughed, but he twisted in such a way that pain arced through his newly acquired injury and he grimaced.

The water sand lion used Murat as a stepping stone, as she jumped at Hassan, claws out again.

Cass freaked and looked for the Priestess.

Hassan drew his sword and braced himself for an attack, when his camel interfered. A spit wad that would make any middle-schooler proud hurtled directly at the pouncing water lioness. A second one followed after, this one coming from Jasafar.

The water lion is spat on twice. She yowled, blinded, and lands facefirst in front of Hassan, kicking about madly and hissing from blindess, her eyes shut tightly.

Hassan might have attacked her, had he not been laughing instead. The camels' spit was effective, for all that it was hardly life-threatening

"Maybe next time you'll have a care for who you attack and when. If you're hungry though, I know a place to get some food for you. But you have to promise not to attack anyone along the way." Hassan might be amused, but his sword was still ready for action.

She hissed and managed to kick him in the belly with her flailing feet. ''Hiss!''

Hassan grunted and had to take a step or two back to keep his feet beneath him. He growled and then took a deep breath. "Then again, if you aren't hungry..." he turned to head back to Murat, casting the occasional glance over his shoulder.

The water sand lion flailed more. There was a large tagging clip visible under her wings.

Murat noticed, but he wasn't about to get close until she finished freaking out. "Uh, water lioness? What's that in your feathers?"

She eventually passed out from the flailing, but her heart was racing. The taging clip was one commonly used to indicate to poachers that she was worth one Silver Hundred Shilling Unit if caught and killed. Which was worth 500 Scribe Units to the black market.

Murat unsheathed his scimitar and tried to cut through the clip. "I guess we know where the poachers have been now. Though I'm surprised they released her."

Hassan shrugged. "Well, if she was just a cub, then they probably had no choice. But you're right--it is rare to find such a tag. Cass, you don't have one of these, do you?"

The clip cuts off with ease, looking pretty old.

''Well, I have a chip embedded in my spine that apparently keeps track of where I am..Mom said that they used that to keep our population in check. Is it bad to have one?'' Cass asked nervously.

Murat's eyes widened. "In your spine? I guess it depends on who's tracking you. I'm not going to perform surgery though. Have you noticed anyone following you? Or any strange occurrences with running into certain people?"

''Well, a few humans in black cloaks are always watching me.''

"Well, that's not eerie at all..." Murat commented. "I suppose as long as they haven't tried to hurt you, it's okay."

''Well, one did try but a giant rock crushed him.''

"Was that your doing?" Murat inquired, "or just a coincidence?"

''I...D..Don't know. I blacked out, and woke up to see him dead.''

Hassan frowned. "Were they using darts or something? If you blacked out...that's not good."