“It’s Maha! Everyone find cover!”
A dark shadow swept over the camp, sending everyone scrambling. The rabbitfolk soldiers were all able to find shelter, with the exception of one, who stood brazenly out in the open.
“Kelsey, get in here!” huffed a soldier cowering nearby behind a tent flap.
“No,” came the beleaguered reply from the exposed rabbit.
“Because…it’s not Maha.” Kelsey pointed skyward. Again the shadow passed over the camp. And again Kelsey remained unharmed. “See? I would’ve been eaten twice over, now.”
“A lucky break for sure. Now get under cover! It’s Maha, I’m sure of it!”
“No, it’s not,” Kelsey snickered. “And I’m sure of that. Here - again, a third time.”
Finally, the supposed calamity beast landed amid the tents, with a flurry of furious wingbeats. Kelsey alone stood her ground, while even the rabbit who had been conversing with her retreated.
“…Tacitus?” the brave soldier asked incredulously.
“Ah, n-no, of course not!” stammered a mockingbird, clad in an oversized coat of dyed black down. “W-Who is this ‘Tacitus’ you speak of? It is I, MAHA, ITS FEATHERS NIGHT!”
Kelsey laughed once more. “How’d you do that with your voice? One heck of a spell, is my guess.”
“SUCH DISRESPECT, FROM A MERE-”
“All right, I’m over it. Cut it out. Now.”
Tacitus seemed to shrink. “Y-Yes, ma’am,” he muttered, in his normal voice.
“See, everyone?” Kelsey called to the rest of the camp. “False alarm! Just a…performer. One in pretty poor taste, might I add!”
“…We just wanted to give credit to Tacitus’s impersonation,” said the voice from the tent.
“Wh- Hey!” grumbled the bird in question. “It wasn’t that bad a likeness…was it?”
“No, they’re just lying…” Kelsey turned to stare at the tents. “I think.”
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