Skecsix

The Skecsix move around a small group of herbivorous jungle-dwellers slightly larger than themselves, they were fat with stumpy little legs, but had some mean looking horns glinting on their heads. They grazed happily on some foliage about their height as the Skecsix maneuvered around them, well outside the range of their sense of smell.

The Skeksix, though blind, had adapted so that their scales, which covered most of their bodies, were a striped emerald color, of a lighter and darker shade, and as such they were hard to spot, especially when they moved through the jungle foliage. Once they were in position, their tongues all flickered out, forked as they were, which let out a light hiss, barely audible, perhaps the only sound they ever made, though they were only aware of it as the movement of their tongue in the air as they tasted the air and smelled it simultaneously.

Scents drifted through the air, imperceptible to less sensitive noses, and meaningless to any but the Skecsix, and they understood. The Skecsix closest to the prey bounded forward, attacking with it's jaws open and bit down on the closest herbivore before disappearing, and the creatures scattered. The wounded animal, now easily identified by the smell of blood coming from it, was easily herded by the other Skecsix towards a thick area of the jungle, where two Skecsix waited. When it stumbled in they set upon it and it was quickly killed.

The Skecsix gathered around and tasted the air, the order of eating was decided, and as their sharp teeth sunk into the creature the smell of blood was in the air, but one Skecsix noticed another smell, it raised it's muzzle, covered in blood, and the nostrils at the end flared, and then it tasted the air, and it's head swiveled in the direction of the Vespii, before it's turn came again and it took another bite.