by Doc 42 » Mon Jun 07, 2010 8:25 pm
The Scout dropped down, landing onto 4 legs, standing tall, her fore limbs raised ready. She crept across the the fallen alien, she was around it's size, a smaller in actual body mass though. She pounced the last meter, just in case, slamming her claws down onto it, and pinning it to the ground. the alien didn't move. She pulled it closer, twisting it before suddenly stabbing it with her internal probocsis, the spike like mouth stabbing through the hide, probing the creature, providing the scout with a wealth of information in the process...

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**** off TT"-Doc 42
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