[Amael Farmourner]

Baby stilled, her posture squared and low-set as she quietly sniffed. "Now? Or the estimated population?" she questioned, her dark eyes never once darting back at him. "Now... I would say three. Normally that is their attack numbers, three to eight, either that or they swarm with the whole nest. I've lost three of my siblings to them." Quietly she nosed at a hole, old wood creaked dangerously almost masking the sound of scurrying feet that suddenly stopped.

Angry squeals fell upon them, echoing along the ruins of the burnt buildings. Suddenly, the scurry of feet was almost like a thunderstorm, then, silence before five large rats erupted from the nooks and crannies of the ruins.

They were massive, almost the size of the fighting dog Baby.

Deeming her a threat, they tried to swarm over her first, a few leaving their exposed backs to Temujin.