Hangry Hangry Hippos

Of course it would be Björn that found her first. Were she not in probably mortal peril she might have even sniped and asked if he was following her. Now was not the time for her stomach to go queasy if she wanted to keep all her limbs intact.

The next to join was a vibrant girl, and then the lion from the north. She was a little dismayed to see his lady friend wasn't with him, at least she had seen first hand what they were capable of. The last to join them was another stranger, but at least numbers seemed to sorta be on their side now.

The revelation unstuck her feet and she finally managed to move herself out of the direct line between the mother and her child (and the water). Bellows filled the air as teeth and claw sunk into the angry ungulate, and short legs pumped as the beast managed an intimidating charge. Mochi's hopes that she would just crash back into the river were dashed when she turned to follow on the path she had taken to get out of the way.

It was so fucking unfair! How was any of this her fault? She'd been minding her own business!

Seeing a toppled log, she took her chance, trusting the hippo couldn't leap over it like a majestic stallion (or at least she fucking hoped not), she pivoted and circled around to join the other predators out of range of those yellowing tusks, and away from putting herself between the beast and the water.

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