Snippet #2711096

The sound of gunfire brought the attention of a group of small hip-sized bugs each over intervening walls from surrounding areas of the gardens. They blended in quote well with their skin full of active camouflage. However when they saw a portal sprouting tentacles there was a short RF blast as Smudgie and his brothers alerted a threat. The others remained watching on high walls as Smudgie moved in closer being the best at employing their skin densely packed with chromatophores under fast motion. Smudgie's rapt attention ignited small fires around him as he darted to and fro nearby staring intently at the portal.

After a moment Smudgie's high strung and sometimes screamy voice emerged from a RF transceiver on a harness anchored around one shoulder, "A THreat! WE ARE hERe fixing thE GARDens! Who ArE YOU?"

As Smudgie tip-tapped closer he saw the False Matriarch lying there on the ground close to a threat. Eyes dilate wide as a subconscious directive fires in his brain to protect the Matriarchy. Antenna go pin straight as another RF transmission goes out encrypted in their quietus' language organic one-time-pad. ((Protect a False Matriarch! [Image of Ebba] [Location]))

From all directions sounds emerge of large insect-like bodies moving and heavy weapons being loaded. Momentary presences of brownish-red bodies crawling over intervening walls are seen as they surmount them to organize their forces. The sounds of boulders being dropped or tossed aside becomes frequent then stops.