Ruts and Routines

[morningreport]

[A certain Hornbill can be seen slowly flying over the land, his eyes wandering. It's unsure if he's looking for someone, or just keeping watch over things, but he seems to be extra huffy this morning.]

...Now where is everybody? Normally the giraffe would be out at the water-hole at this time of day...and there isn't even a meerkat to be spoken of.

An empty Savannah is unheard of, so where the devil is everyone?

[He circles around one more time before landing on a rock, sighing heavily before folding his wings at his sides.]

Surely something wouldn't be going on without me knowing about it, would it?

Comments

[ikilledmufasa]

You wouldn't want my brother to hear you speaking like that, would you Zazu?

[Scar has been more or less stalking the bird all day, waiting for the perfect chance to scare the feathers off him.

The fact he's hardly a foot away now should do that quite nicely.]