xI do not need the biggest takedown. Vysemala repeated within her warming brain. Her thoughts scaled and climaxed with the thought of the the trial she was undertaking and she had to remember there was a legitimate purpose besides showing off. It would be better to get the second biggest prey she could find for them than to bite off more than they could chew and go home with empty bellies. She was set to task to prove she could help sustain the pride now to take the flashy moves and risks. Well maybe we take a few- Vysemala thought to herself with a visible grin over her face and hum on her lips. Blue eyes searched around for Jewel, for anyone else of the pride who thought they might show, help, or watch. It was time for the Cove to take their feast they were owed.

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Tag: @Jewelx

[OOC] I'm new to the hunt system thing... I think...??? we go request? She trailed along behind the female, grinning almost from ear to ear at the idea of finding something that had fur rather than scales for dinner had her stomach rumbling more than a little happily. The ebony female shifted as she made her way closer to the woman who would be their hunt master after this was all said and done. "I am no master hunter.. but it looks like a decent day for a hunt." If she did say so herself. Then again, she was more versed in fighting and war than hunting. Though - she did her fair share of it and could help where it was needed. @Vysemala""

irish

HUNT REQUEST
— RESULTS —

Rolled Prey: Flamingo (easy prey)
Number of Prey Animals: 2

Hunting Party Stats: 2 adults, one lvl.2 Ranger (5d20)
Lion Hits: 2 hits
Prey Dodges: 0 dodges

Lion Successful Hits: 2

LIONS HAVE WON!

dice were rolled in discord by @Squid. you can play out the remainder of the hunt however you’d like.

xEventually Vysemala would stumble upon a curious prey option. Brilliantly pink birds flooding across a brackish area, dipping their scooped beaks below the water's surface to filter up shrimp and other small goodies. They were loud. Her ears rang with the cacophony of squawks and harsh claps of hard beaks together. Vysemala eyed the leggy birds with obvious interest and a side ways glance to the reigning lioness was all the indication given that this would be their target. She licked her lips and flicked her tongue back between her lips.

She was off.

Her jowls parting, seeking out one surprised Flamingo's right shoulder joint. Lady was met with the pounding of wings upon her face and a large beak snapping her way.OOC:
Tag: @Jewelx

While they moved, Jewel remained a little behind Vysemala and to her right so that she would be there for support and backup, but not interfere with the other females line of sight. It was the brightly colored pink birds that both shocked and amazed her. Hopefully, they would have not only something interesting other than fish to eat, but they would also have some bright feathers for the collections of those in the pride that hoarded such things. The female moved, flanking her pride mate so that she could move without interfering with the hunt itself. When Vysemala made the move to attack, Jewel also lunged forward, arcing out to grab the Flamingo that was indicated - though she didn't know the name of the creature. Jewel swung out with a paw, scooping long stick like legs from beneath her chosen quarry with an almost sickening crunch. She lurched as the bird fell, the screeching and clicking beak lunging for her face - the wings beating at her head. Feathers were flying, and Jewel knew without looking that Vysemala would likely be dealing with the same type of thing based on what she was hearing. @Vysemala""

irish

xBleeding to know you’re alive, pink to know it’s a party. Vysemala eventually sucked the life from the Flamingo and it ceased beating on her- but not before leaving a nice swelling bruise across her eyebrow that affected her vision a little bit. And a pink feather stuck nearly all the way up her nose. She was breathing heavy; smiling wide enough warm smoky breath billowed from the corners of her grin around the warm bleeding kill. “Nicely done.” Vysemala said between heaves and inhales from lungs desperate for air. Neck craned down, skull dropped to set the flamingo at her feet where she pinned it down with a paw. “Do you need to see more?”

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Tag:@Jewelx

There was a feral grin that touched the lips of the ebony female clamped her jaws into the creatures slim throat, snapping brittle bones in the singular bite. When Vysemala spoke, the female turned to her before she set her own flamingo down on the sands. Her sides heaved - and she had a few small downy feathers tucked into her fur, but otherwise she was unharmed.. Or so she wished to think. "Certainly not.. Let's get this back and discuss what you intend to do with your new title, my friend." Jewel grinned, pleased that the female had wanted a 'test'.. For now there was food for the pride - though she was uncertain how much these birds would actually have meat wise.. The feathers would make some pretty additions to her collection. Leaning down to grab the bird by the neck, Jewel started to head back to where the other female had placed her earlier kills.. to add them to the pile. //Exit back to other thread?//""

irish

xWith this job done and a small, but fresh and filling, meal at hand Vysemala could have time to take her breath back. Quiet afterwards, storm and dance of the hunt concluded, Vysemala could feel the slight bruising across her body where the Flamingo's wings had beat across her flesh. Evidently at some point it kicked her ankle because she felt a swelling down there but could not for the life of her remember getting the bruise in the first place. She smiled behind pink veil and nodded. "Aye- let's." She left the scene of the hunt with Jewel back to their heartland, cautious eyes around them as the Flamingos who had survived looked to take back their foraging grounds.x