While she knew there were plenty of folks capable of leading a hunt, when she had stumbled across a particular scent she knew that she should take the opportunity. Calling for some members to come and help out, though not expecting a whole lot to show up given quite a few were still healing from their own fights not too long ago. Renly would be happy with whoever showed up just so long as they ended up putting something in the cache. Isla had just given birth so they were going to need to make sure that they put a little extra in there to avoid having to double up on their hunts. Besides, having something fresh was always a nice thing to find in their stores.

six years | tier one | master ranger
Prey Information:

Rolling largeprideprey 1d25: 11
Zebra (medium level | 12 dodges)

Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 6d20: 16 + 8 + 14 + 5 + 1 + 7

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 6d20: 16 + 4 + 2 + 20 + 1 + 7

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Matti’s depth perception was still lacking and more than once on his way to Renly, he stumbled on a fallen log or a rock sticking up more than he anticipated. As it was, he took his time to reach her side, slowly picking his way through the dense foliage. Probably for the better as he still ached all over as well.

He chuffed out quietly, letting her know he was coming up behind her, and slowed to a stop. He looked around for a moment until he finally caught sight of the zebra grazing alone, separated from its herd and unknowingly become their next meal. He knew very well the importance of keeping their caches full for both the youngest of them and with many in their ranks, including himself, still healing and needing whatever strength could be had. He may not be much help, but he would do what he could.

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six years | tier one | n/a
Hunting Party Total Hits: 3/11
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 14 + 10 + 12

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 7d20: 7 + 1 + 17 + 18 + 4 + 20 + 16

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Finally having turned two years old, he felt the smallest bit of experience. Though after his first official fight he couldn't be too sure that he classified it exactly as "experience". If anything, he'd got himself a whoppin' that he would never forget but he had done his part and tried to justify it that way. At least with a hunt he just had to at least hit the target once and he had done his fair share of contribution and participation. So he moved in with a shake of his mane and attempted to land a hit or two. Desperation at the peak of his brow as he tried his best to concentrate on the challenge ahead.

two years | tier one | no perks
Hunting Party Total Hits: 6 / 11
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 18 + 20 + 19

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 8 + 5 + 10 + 13

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She had not been injured in the war, so when the call for a hunt comes up Rhea is quick to attend. Ensuring that all her herbs are stored properly (this is not a time for mistakes and to allow waste to occur), she takes her medical pouch as a precaution in case any of her pride mates needed her. It was odd to see a zebra this far south, but she does not take the time to focus on this too much. Leaping into action she joins those who are running after the animal, sticking out a paw to try and trip it and make it easier to take. She is mindful of those sharp hooves and weaves left and right to avoid any sudden kicks to the face.

5 years +2 | tier one +1 | n/a
Hunting Party Total Hits: 9/11
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 8 + 12 + 16

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 6d20: 16 + 11 + 2 + 19 + 7 + 13

"SPEECH"

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@Rhea, of course, comes in quickly and takes care of their prey like it was nothing. Beating out the zebra as it stumbled and fell to the ground. A cacophony of bleating before it quieted down and succumbed to its fate. One that would replenish their food stores and satiate their bellies for days to come. He makes a low sound in his throat in greeting to his friend and to Matthieu and Renly for not only leading but helping. Guelle was no rank high enough to really matter but he was at least content to know that there were folks capable of comradery. He waited for everyone to take what they wanted before he might step in to take a snack, before moving what was left to the caches for storage. exit guelle

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They were a small group this time but it didn’t stop them from getting the job done, and done quickly it seemed. Though, he shouldn’t have been surprised. All excellent hunters (even if not fully up to snuff in some of their cases), they were efficient and deadly, and before long, the lone zebra fell to their attacks. He ate off one of its hind legs. Ate to regain the lost energy; ate to encourage his healing. Once satisfied, he began to help young Güelle in parsing it out for easy transport back to their caches and to those unable to participate, knowing full well that if he was unable, they would do the same for him.

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Thankfully no one seemed to be injured or missing any limbs, nor limping after the zebra was felled. Leaving Renly to take an somewhat easy breath as she attempted to catch it, too. Letting her eyes trail over the black and white prey that would look a lot better stored away in their cache, closing her eyes for a brief moment to give a silent prayer to Maua. Thoughts lingering as she moved to begin sectioning things off and hauling parts back to their sandy cache. Thankfully she knew where the caches that had the slowest stock was and could make a beeline for those rather than searching around fruitlessly. exit renly

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