Mex was lagging behind from the rest of the group because he noticed the features of the huts. When he saw the group huddle together and speaking softly, he questioned them in his normal tone. "Why are we talking so low?"
Mex's voice alerted one of the creature's ears to picked up his voice. Upon hearing them, it alerted all the others about them, causing them to all stand and turned their attention to the direction of the group.
"Father, they are here again." One of them spoke.
"I know child, it is that time of the month." Someone answered them back. "Let's prepare ourselves for what's going to be brought down to us."
Their appearances are a little more clearer now:
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Majority of these critters have different patterns across their bodies. All of them were small, barely able to reach Lightwave's knees. As they turned their sights towards the group, all of them are rattled with fear.
One of them came out and spoke. This one has a different appearances compare to the rest of them.
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"Please.." The one with a cape said. "Spare the women and children..."