In the woods (Countryhuman)

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AN: So the direct translations I put in to the Shona <-> English translator don't come out the same. Just so you are aware of what I originally wanted so you don't go and shove it into google only to get something weird.
• 'Watadza kuwana chekudya zvakare?' = Couldn't find food again?
• 'Kushinga' = Getting brave

•Ho tla ba le likotsi tse ngata haeba lintho li sa tsamaee hantle = There are going to be a lot of casualties if things go wrong

Also fun fact! When I went digging previously, Netherlands had actually had some control over sections of Africa (as described by S.A's character ref). As it turns out, Hallo Weer means the same in both Dutch and Afrikaans: Hello Again.

Zimbabwe sat on a rock, a hefty bag over their shoulder. His shoes were dusty from the trek out into their backyard, which blended together into a Serengeti-like environment.

The trees were scarce here, but there were tall several bushes to make up for it. The smaller bugs had nestled down for the night, as did the birds. The air was still warm here despite the cooling breezes on occasion. Stars twinkled in the sky, the moon offering a sparse lighting to the scenery.

A rock was kicked off in the dry grasses, grabbing Zimbabwe's attention. They checked a small pocket watch. 2:20. Right on time.

"Hallo weer." Zimbabwe smiled, pulling the bag off their shoulders. They weren't even bothered by the approaching thing, them just busy working out a cow leg from the packaging. Claws entered the very top of Zimbabwe's limited vision. Snorts of hot breath tickled his ears and blew strands of hair into their face.

"Watadza kuwana chekudya zvakare?" Bambi chuckled, looking up to meet the scaly blue face. Due to the creature's long neck and Zimbabwe sitting down, the thing was able to slightly tower over the country.

"Kushinga." The country offered a smile towards the quadraped, them getting a happy snort in return. The frills behind the ears were slightly open, the thin flesh mimicking the night sky. Splattered across the creature's sides were white swirls and stars, strips of red marking the back.

"Go ahead and eat up, strange Nyaminyami." Zimbabwe mused, motioning towards the butchered limb on the ground. Long tail flicking back and forth,  the thing was now sniffing out the meal of the night.

A crack of bone soon sounded, the blue serpentine thing having laid down not unlike a dog.

They sighed, another cool breeze coming through the area. They remembered the first night they met this thing about two months back.

Zimbabwe had lost Mpho after both the labs went nuts one night as they were returning from a walk. After having gotten Kim inside the house, Zim had gone around back armed with nothing but his bag of treats and a spare pipe laying on the ground. Mpho was off a long, long ways, taking the small country away from the house. They still weren't sure why they called for help. Now they were thankful that they didn't.

Mpho was busy barking at something in the bushes, Zim lost in the dark thanks to the new moon. Apparently a trip that occurred earlier had knocked some treats loose in their backpack, resulting in the bush creature leaping and pinning Zim to the ground. Both Mpho and the pipe were useless, given that it had managed to drag the country up a random Acacia a short ways, gripping onto the bag.

Up there to much of Zim's relief, it had seemed much more interested in the dog bone treats than anything else. A whole pack of them gone later, the thing had helped Zim back down the tree before going off again.

As an experiment, Zim had come out on choice nights with some sort of animal product in tow. Only once a week they seemed to show up.

Another crack brought the thoughtful country out of their head.