(cont. from p8)
As they chopped (and ate) their way through, they attracted the attention of a female Goerack, who probably caught the scent of Goerack blood and went to investigate. Despite being eight feet long, six feet when walking with the fists, like most Goeracks, she could move quickly and quietly through the dense forest. Perhaps the Goeracks could grasp large branches or springy trees and swing their way here and there.
The Grays, who had spread out into a few smaller groups, pricked their ears and paused. In the vast mountain ranges, with terrain spreading in all directions on and on, they adapted to have excellent hearing, even birds and insects not affecting their ears.
The female Goerack sniffed and popped her face here and there, wondering about that strong Goerack smell she caught. Behind her were a few other regular Goeracks, and a few betas bobbling about. They seemed to be foraging. Well, the female Goerack pushed aside branches and vines and stepped through, and then one of the **ivoths wildly swung his messer to and fro, chopping through vines and stuff while trampling smaller plants into the ground.
The female Goerack made no reaction, but wondered what this ram-man was doing. The Gray snorted, wild-eyed, flaring his teeth, and stopped a few feet from the female ape, scraping one foot backwards repeatedly, and growling, bits of plant matter in his teeth spewing out his mouth. The female understood that basic body language, and charged like a mad gorilla, making such a powerful and loud gawp that it echoed and the Gray before her jumped once.
The other Grays immediately began snorting, breathing madly, or growling like big dogs, wondering where their friend had gone. The other Goeracks overheard the Grays’ animalistic vocalisation and sprang to action, billowing audible breaths and ready to fight. The cacophony of beastly noise from Grays and Goeracks was disheartening, at best, but something that neither side felt.
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