That was all she needed to hear. With a nod, Sandy reared back, sniffing out the closest Sneasel that didnít smell like the one they were following, and charged straight at him!
This sudden aggression prompted Rhodes to act as well. He understood what PK was trying to say. Despite wanting to try to find another way, one that didnít leave her behind, it was too late to argue. The Deino had already knocked one of his former brethren flat on the ground with her sudden charge.
With another shove, the way for Rhodes was clear, and he took it. Both he and Sandy retreated further into the forest. It wasnít along the path, but he would be able to lead them back to it. They just needed to escape.
Just as the two escaped, PK found herself surrounded. These Sneasels werenít interested in chasing anyone but her. Still, she stood in the middle of them, not at all enacting aggression upon them, nor attempting an escape of her own.
ďYer real dumb for not runniní!Ē one of the young Sneasels yelled. Still, she stood still within the middle of them all, with not one response as the downed gang members scrambled to their feet once more. The sounds of extending Sneasel claws sounded from all around her.
Then they charged. No less than seven Sneasels mobbing the poor Kecleon as she seemed to accept her fate. Cold claws lashed out with the ruthless abandon that only a child taught such things from birth could have, tearing through... flesh?
There was no blood. No screaming. No nothing. Where Sneasel claws sank in, only stuffing came out. They had attacked a substituted likeness of her!
With limited visibility not quite working in her favor, PK made her way in the direction that Rhodes and Sandy escaped to, camouflaged like the Kecleon she was. She heard various loud curses in the distance from Sneasels normally too young to know such words.
Her plan had worked. At least something went right tonight.
The sound of a waterfall in the distance gave PK a vague idea of where to go to meet up with her partners, as well as see an answer to a question she somewhat dreaded.
Second excerpt of Ch3 of Resignation by