Grained Melon's plumage turned up, eat! Eat! Eat! He wanted everything for himself. The mice had to go! He ran as fast as he could to a larger area with berries and started pushing them together into a small mountain. "Nobody touches my food!" He announced, looking around grimly.




Rolling 1d20 for starting order.

Tiger Sunset blinked, looking around her surroundings. She jumped from a sudden noise and squeaked. Wait, a sqeak?? She was a mouse! She didn't exactly have a lot of time to assess her situation however, for her eyes fell on the pile of berries and she gasped, "Not fair! Share!!" She exclaimed out before charging forward, at this point not even sure if the larger bird would see her.

Mice -
HP: 70
Atk die: 1d8

Rolling the d20!

Seeing the large bird distracted by his pile of food, Tiger took the chance to strike, running up and giving a quick swipe at his chicken legs before squeaking again and backing up, giving a smirk for her victorious first strike.

Mice -
HP: 70
Atk die: 1d8

Melone jumped and pulled his leg away, he quickly looked around only to see the outline of a small mouse walking away from him.
He shook his leg and turned to the mouse, never taking his eyes off his pile of berries. "You call that an attack?! I'll show you what an attack is!" With the words he lunged forward and snapped at the mouse with his beak. He try to caught her by the tail.

Tiger gasped and turned to see the bird's beak at her tail. She nearly cried out, but huffed, "You're mean! Let me go!" She pulled at her tail until she was able to free herself, rolling for a moment, but getting to her feet and swiping again at his beak this time.

Mice -
HP: 64
Atk die: 1d8

Melone let out a small scream. "You call that mean? You started it!" He turned his head left and right, hoping to get an idea of how to slow down the mouse.
There! he thought. He quickly picked up a berry in his beak, reached out and let it fly towards the mouse. "Take that!"

Tiger was hit, but the fliying berry had given her an idea. She groaned a bit as she stood, pushing the berry off to the side behind her, then smirked and looked to the bird, "I'm not the one keeping all the food to myself!" She jumped again to get close enough to hit, but hoping to get far enough again that the bord would have no choice but to throw more berries.

Mice -
HP: 61
Atk die: 1d8

Melon snorted. Had the mouse become slower? Throwing the berry seemed like a good idea. He carefully rummaged through the pile of berries and found what he was looking for, a slightly more battered one. Perhaps a mushy berry would work better. He just hoped the berry would be easy to throw.
He quickly picked up the berry with his beak, reached out and threw.
(Pls ignore the 12er dice! )

Tiger smirked when she saw the berry, but her smirk quickly turned to a look of disgust as she was hot once more, the berry bursting into pieces and leaving her now sticky. "ewwwwwww!" She cried out, then glared at the bird, "Wasteful!" She yelled out, despite knowing that even she would avoid a berry that looked like that. She grabbed part of the mushy berry and ran up to attack.

Mice -
HP: 52
Atk die: 1d8

Melon grinned mischievously, the mushy berry had succeeded! He was happy about the mouse's fur; it wouldn't get rid of the smell for a long time.
Then the look of joy disappeared from his face as he saw the mouse rushing towards him with the berry in its mouth. He twisted around, stumbled and couldn't get out of the way.
The mouse hit him with full force and the berry left marks in his feathers. But he didn't freeze, he turned around in a flash, plucked the berry in his fur with his beak and threw it in the direction he thought the mouse was.

Tiger laughed when she saw the berry hit the bird, looking triumphant. She thought she had more time than she did, looking to her attacker and seeing the berry being flung once more. She squeaked again and jumped to evade, bt was clipped by her foot, sending her face down into the ground. She pouted, but couldn't stay down, climbing back to her feet and running up to hope to hit the bird's foot again.

Mice -
HP: 46
Atk die: 1d8

Melone saw the mouse fall and worried for a moment. He breathed a sigh of relief as she picked herself up again. She shouldn't hurt herself seriously, she should just stay away from his berries. Berry? Berry! He quickly looked at his pile of berries to make sure that none of the other mice had had the idea to help themselves and then looked back at the mouse, but it had disappeared. He jumped back, just in time to see the mouse's berry-covered fur rushing towards him. "Away with you!" he blurted out and hit her with his wing.

Tiger was swept in the guts of the wind from his wing, getting in her small attack before getting swept. She panicked in the air, flipping around before hitting the ground again. "Why can't you share???" She huffed, then looked around and spotted a leaf, grabbing it and sticking it to herself with the berry juice, just incase another gust of wind came by. After, she ran up again and jumped for an attack at his face.

Mice -
HP: 42
Atk die: 1d8

"Share?" he shouted and then paused for a moment... actually that wasn't a bad idea, the mouse needs a lot fewer berries than he does... but that meant fewer berries for him. He looked at his mountain of berries. No, sharing was out of the question! He turned to the mouse, who launched a counterattack. Melon opened his beak and darted forward, snapping at the mouse as it leapt toward him. "The leaf won't help you either!" he laughed.

"Oh yes it will!" She laughed when his beak grazed the leaf. Sure it ripped the leaf, but it only slightly hit her and she was now able to throw another attack. She took advantage of the moment and hopped onto his head, now holding onto his feathers for dear life while also kicking her little feet, hoping to leave some scratches on his head.

Mice -
HP: 41
Atk die: 1d8