Hotep the psychic wrote:"uh-oh" Hotep thought moving back into the orange grove with a quick U-turn. He then moved into tall grasses and soon knew he was out of sight. After hiding the ball in a knot of grass he moved away a bit into a different patch of grass eyeing the spot like a wolf ready to pounce.
Blood dove into the grass after Hotep, only to lose sight of him almost immediately.
“YEAH RIGHT!”
The big dog shouted as he halted in the middle of the tall grass occupying the space between the rows of still growing citrus trees. His head popped out over the grass, looking around and quickly sniffing at the air.
About ten meters in front of him, Blood saw just a tiny bit of movement through the unruly tangle of wild plants that had spread over the orchard. He quickly ducked back down and began steadily stalking through the grass on all fours, following Hotep and his stolen toy by scent.
It didn't take Blood more than 30 seconds to find his sky ball, tucked under a relatively thick layer of weeds. Maybe Hotep dropped it.
Whatever the case was, the giant shepherd snapped the toy up in his jaws and stuck his head out over the grass to check again for any sign of Hotep.
Keeshah wrote: Rav dashes over to the grapefruit tree.. plucking several down, he launches his impromptu missiles in the direction of Blood an lucky! Splatt splatt thump splatt thump thump!!
“Erk!” Blood spat the ball out and shook his head, wiping away the sticky guts of the fruit Rav had managed to beam him in the face with with.
“Ravage!” He could only barely see him further behind the trees. It was a lucky shot if anything from that far away.
“You're gonna pay!”
The coydog shouted with a twisted smile, holding his ball up in the air and pointing at Rav with his free paw.