(Scat, piss, male Pokemon pred)
The standoff between the two predators does afford you a little time to make a move without having to worry about getting eaten...but how far could you really make in the meantime? You could probably make it out of the grass-patch, but then what? Will you rush to the far end of the path and put yourself right out in the open for all of the hungry predators to spot , catch, and devour? You decide to instead take this opportunity to look for the best hiding spot you could possibly find. You scurry about through the grass, hoping the distraction will buy you enough time to escape.
As you meander through the underbrush, you eventually arrive at a hole in the soil, one perhaps a relative armspan in width. You're hesitant to descend into the hole and risk facing whatever creature might be lurking beneath, but it would be a nearly optimal cover against the giant predators lurking aboveground. You approach the hole and kneel before it, looking into the darkness, and find that it's actually not particularly deep, perhaps two body heights, and there doesn't seem to be a creature inside of it. Perhaps some rodent dug its way into the hole before abandoning the project. Fortunate for you, as it'll make getting out much easier! You slip into the hole and sit down against the dirt wall, hoping you're not making a big mistake.
The hole proves to be a rather snug hiding spot. Cramped, actually. With scarcely any light reaching the interior of the hole, your body is wreathed in shadows. In stark contrast, the world overhead is is a vibrant mix of greens and blues, colored by the light of the sun. As you hide within the hole, you can hear the sounds of the Pidgey and Poochyenna accosting one another, both bird and beast sounding particularly formidable despite being well out of sight. Actually...they don't just sound particularly formidable. They sound particularly loud. Louder than before. Actually, that's not the only alarming development. The hole is getting bigger!
No! You're getting smaller! You begin to scramble upwards, hoping to get out before it's too late...but before you can make it to the opening, you tumble back to the bottom ,your back crashing into the soil and getting coated in dirt in the process. You groan and lie on your back as you continue to dwindle down until your size finally stabilizes at less than half an inch in size. The distant giant pokemon's noises are thunderous and distorted, more fitting for gods than mortal creatures. And here you lie in stark contrast, an ant that doesn't know how to be an ant. This could be the end. Tears well up in your eyes as you curse the hand fate has dealt you...but you can't give up yet. Now more worried about dying in a hole than you are getting eaten by the Poochyenna, you make another attempt at climbing up. Your light body might just allow you to ascend the soft soil walls of the hole without dislodging them.
Your theory proves right! You begin your ascent, hoping to make it back to the surface above. As you near the halflway point, you hear what you think to be the sounds of the Poochyena yipping in triumph and the Pidgey retreating. Moments later the Poochyena stirs into motion...and begins stomping about in the grass patch. THUD THUD KTHUD KTHUD KTHUD . The creature draws closer and closer until one of his pawpads haphazardly smashes onto the hole, knocking you from your climb , engulfing the tunnel in darkness, and sending an avalanche of dirt collapsing down onto you, promptly knocking you out.
When you come to, you can hear distant thuds. Footfalls. Only a tiny sliver of light is visible overhead. The air smells heavily of some sort of a foul , almost chemical-like scent. That's right...the Poochyenna buried you..could he have marked the area with his scent, too? As you contemplate clawing your way out of the dirt,you hear the thuds growing louder....and that they're joined by a series of sniffs. SNIFF SNIFF SNIFFs are joined by KTHUD KTHUD KTHUD as the beast approaches. Soon, the Poochyena's face pokes out over the hole again, sniff sniff sniffing at it before finally stopping and peering into the hole. Your heart stops for a moment. Is it going to discover you? As it looks down at the hole with curiosity, and you realize that this is like a different Poochyena...
The Poochyena's eyes seem to fixate on you for but a moment. It tilts its head as it assesses the tiny thing it spotted in the dirt. After a few seconds of inspection the Poochyena grunts,clearly uninterested, and stomps away You're saved! You won't have to worry about getting eaten by the massive mutt!
The Poochyena pauses only a few steps away from the hole....then promptly backs up. But why? An then you see it...the creature's leg hiking up high overhead, fuzzy bits and a canine shaft clearly visible, pointing to the hole. Oh no! He wasn't sniffing for food. He was looking for a bathroom spot! You claw your way out of the dirt just in time for a horrifyingly huge torrent of piss to burst into the walls overhead. The piss scatters off of the impact point and rains down onto you, your body waterlogged beneath an ever growing pool of hot, yucky piss fluid, the surge of urine causing the piss pool to swirl and bubble, sending your body violently whirling. The soft, porous soil does an excellent job at absorbing much of the piss , but by the time the Poochyena is done taking a piss, it's still close to flooded.
Your body rises to the top of the pool of piss, somehow, by some miracle, still intact . You lie belly up at the top of the pool, your body just an inch away from the light of the outside world. You begin making weak efforts to swim your way to the edge of the piss pool and begin your climb up, but what little hope you have is snuffed out when the Poochyenna turns lowers his leg and begins to squat down. Your view of the sky is replaced with a darkened view of the canine's enormous pucker. Somehow, it smells even worse than the piss.
The Poochyena sits down on the hole, his body looming large over the little opening in the ground. The little canine allows his mouth to hang wide and his tongue to wag. He stares at the heavens above, his doggy face showing a mix of relief and impatience as he uses the hole as a toilet. He had spotted a tiny insect in there, but didn't even bother considering eating it. Wouldn't have been worth the effort. The real question is, what dug the hole? If some juicy rat dug its way in here, maybe shitting into the hole might force it out of another? and make itself an easy target? The thought amuses him. Whatever the case, the Poochyena is thankful to have a convenient place to park his load.
The enormous pucker begins to widen out,and a terrifyingly large dark brown turd begins to push its way out, an absolutely world-shatteringly intense aroma filling the air. The already yucky urine filled cavern now smells of a perverse mix of berry juice, assorted meats, and all that you might expect from body odors. It doesn't take long for the huge log to slide its way down straight into your specsized body, which gets lodged halfway into the shit and pushed all the way down to the bottom of the cavern.
There is no breaking free from this one. You die beneath the mountain of crap, not suffocated by the awful scent, but crushed into a stain as it impacts the bottom of the flooded hole.
The Poochyena swishes his tail left and right as he finishes up,a smaller piece of crap spilling out as he walks away from the hole. He sighs happily before getting up and turning back to the opening to see just a bit of his shit sticking out, as well as another piece waiting beside it. The Poochyena grunts before using a wave of dirt to knock the remaining turd piece over the hole, then promptly smothering the opening in soil. Not content to leave it exposed, the Poochyena gathers some more dirt and firmly packs it over the opening, making it seem as if the hole was never there.
The canine pokemon bounds off to continue his day, glad to have relieved himself.
YOU DIED!
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