Noghri Ambush!

The heat from the sun was certainly a change up after having hunted in the glacial wastes of the planet for many hours.  With the sun setting however Maligaant was definitely looking forward to the cooler temperatures and he was fairly certain the squad was as well.  

As they finished cleaning the carcasses of a herd of Bantha,  they had spent a good couple of hours hunting, Maligaant cleaned his Sc'rath.  Their was a wind blowing through the canyon they were in and the air felt good though ... it carried something familiar with it. 

Mal's ears perked and he turned his head into the wind.  That smell... he'd smelled it before on his homeworld near the capital's spaceport.  Noghri! And there were alot of them ... their smell was distinct and he was certain ... of their intent.  He continued cleaning his weapon as if nothing was wrong but activated his helmet's mic, "Everyone keep working, do not look up but listen carefully. We are being hunted! They are attempting to encircle us." He gave out instructions ... telling each squad member exactly what they were to do on his command.

Returning his Sc'rath to it's sheath, "NOW!" Mal shouted as he broke for a group of rocks just north of Razor's Edge.  As he moved he saw each member of his squad carrying out his orders. He reached the safety of the rocks just as blaster fire began blackening the rocks and desert sand around him and  his squad.  He had spread his men out so as to cover each other's positions. It wasn't perfect and these Noghri had the high ground ... but he would soon remedy that and he readied his rifle.