Now as a noble Alva had been trying to contribute as much as she possibly could towards the pride after all she hadn’t been raised to be some waste of space! No, Alva was raised to give and partake. Especially when it came to hunting. She called out for a hunt, hoping that many would hear and come to partake.

When it comes to hunting one has to very often use stealth, witch while it wasn’t always Alva’s strongest suit, she had mastered it to a degree. She was currently crouched down low to the ground, searching for their prey and awaiting others.

Never give up

The only thing we never get enough of is love; and the only thing we never give enough of is love.

code by corvus

2 years, no bonus

A voice he wasn't familiar with echoed through the caverns, drawing him out of an idle daydream. Curiosity piqued, Jak rolled to his feet and slipped out of the chamber he'd made his den. Still needed to find a nice, plush, pelt or two to spread out on the floor, and he didn't have any random items he'd collected to decorate with, but it was where he'd been sleeping and smelled enough like him by now he called it his. Now, if only he could find some kind of consistent light source. There was a difference between the darkness that fell outside (where stars and the moon still provided dim light) and the absolute, total, black of caverns. Go too deep and one couldn't see their own whiskers.

But that was a puzzle for another day. Right now, his focus turned to locating the source of the call, and then flopping down beside her with an expectant grin. She'd summoned others, so she must be the one with the plan, right?

code by corvus

5 years old; lvl 2 ranger

the song of the hunter brims beneath the muscles of the northern queen, its words as clear and strong as vellen's voice. she anticipates an easy hunt, for winter is near and the bigger prey will be turned away by the hollows' low temperature. once the season fully transforms, ulla supposes the pride will have to trek out into the open lands. so for now, ulla will enjoy what is being brought to her. it'll take a few more months before prey comes in again. she sees the newly anointed noble, @Alva, who she chuffs at her in greeting. then, her attention catches onto @Jak, a quiet and unassuming presence, but someone she's grateful to see. she lingers beside him and gives him a nod in silence.

table by ferus

6Y. No bonus.

A stall in the tedium—that’s what these episodic gatherings were becoming. A break from traipsing the same corridors, the same routes inwards and out. A time to relish their company, to take in their many expressions and notions, their musk and share in the appetites that fueled them. The summons had him swiftly arriving, and he was gladdened by the sight of both the noble and the matriarch. The other, he’d noticed before, though like with alva, hadn’t had opportunity to speak. There would be time enough later, and so he settled himself in—prepared and shivering with anticipation for the acts of violence to come.