Page 24 of Sohut's Protection

A grin split her face.

Maybe she didn’t have to worry about getting rid of the alien herself. Maybe nature would do it for her.

There was another loud screech and the undeniable sound of huge wings flapping.

Then something else happened.

Far, far in the distance, was one of those terrible roars she often heard.

Wawa stiffened.

This time, he didn’t wait. He darted off in the direction of the roar and she had to bite back a shout.

The fuck was happening?

There was thrashing and a chorus of birds squawking as they took flight from the nearby trees. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the roar she’d just heard in the distance or because bitch-bird was currently having blue alien for dinner.

Frozen and unsure what to do, she was sure she heard a shout then a groan.

Both were low, because it was far away, but she was sure that’s what she heard.

Cleo’s eyes widened.

She’d have to find Wawa later.

Hopefully, he hadn’t run toward the sound of that creature and he’d just scented some of the jungle-penguins they both ate for food.

Now, she had bigger things on her plate.

Still, she remained frozen, not daring to move. But as the minutes ticked by and there was no sign of the alien, her confidence grew.

Had…had it worked?

Had the bird really taken the alien down?

Forcing herself to stand, she did what her legs felt suddenly too weak to do.

She crept from the ledge and headed toward the scene of what might well be death by bird.

She’d just have to risk poop falling on her head again just to find out.

* * *

Creeping through the bushes as silently as she could, Cleo made her way from the ledge toward bitch-bird’s tree.

She stopped when she was a few meters away from it.

She didn’t want to go closer.

Everything in her body was rebelling, but she had to know if the alien was dead.

Her survival depended on it.

As she peeked through the bushes at the tree, she frowned.

She couldn’t see much but…there was no one there.

Shit.

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