6 years, +2 Hunt Rolls from &

Alexander steps into the Grove with an intent on his mind. He wanted to find something here to bring back to his home. He needed to step up his game and bring more things to stock the cache. There were children now to think of, and he wanted to ensure that they had everything they needed to grow big and strong, and proper royalty. A chuff is made, calling to anyone in the area that might want to participate, and those from within the Hollows themselves. It was time to look for something delicious.

code + art

5 years, no bonus

It's a satisfying sensation, the way the bark crackles and tears beneath the silver arch of his claws. The scars he leaves behind upon the tree's hide will surely persist for quite some time, but that's okay - the stress of it will simply strengthen the forest that much more, just as the Savante's claws are left stronger for it.

A chuff with a familiar baritone captures Mircea's attention, the dark curves of his ears pushing forwards out from the depths of his mane, and with a low huff the dappled beast would turn to answer Alexander's call. He weaves through the pines at a brisk jog, stretching out his muscles in preparation for the hunt ahead, a low rumble of greeting echoing through his chest when he finally emerged from the undergrowth to stand at his half-brother's side.

+5 Exercise to gain strength (excluding spars)
+5 Maintain your weapons (sharpen claws)
+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

Mircea Savante

If I wake from dreamless sleep, may tomorrow begin like a dream?

code by corvus

4 years, no bonus

The Grove, with its plethora of greenery and shady pathways, has ended up becoming the Rike woman's stomping grounds today. Not literally, of course. At least, not at this moment. The intrigues of exploration have kept her mind occupied enough to keep her from taking issue with the endless chatter of birdsong and the stinging perfume of pine needles. One might even believe Viveka to be in a pleasant mood, looking at her high-arching steps and the curl of her tail.

But no need to worry - the day was still young.

The distinctive musk of prey on the breeze brings a sharp gleam to her eye, but her features are quick to press into a frown when she brushes past a tree to see a pair of giant males standing just a few yards away. Hmph. She's perfectly capable of hunting on her own, thank you very much. But it's a bit late to pretend she hasn't seen them now. Better to use their obvious strength to her advantage than risk having them get in her way later, she thinks as she approaches with a smooth stride, her gaze fixed firmly in the direction of their unknown quarry.

Or is it dread, rather than contempt, that prickles against the underside of her skin, spurred on by that fleeting thought of what might happen, if she were to get in their way?

+10 Join another Ranger’s group hunt
+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system


"SPEECH"

code by scorpixia♡︎

Age 4 (+1 dice to hunt rolls, -1 to dodge roll for prey)

It had been a long while since Fissure had enjoyed a hunt among strangers. While beyond the borders of Amaryllis he had done the majority of hunting alone. It was equally exciting to hunt this way, but there was something special about working as a team to run down larger animals.

He would find himself in the company of two impressively tall lions, one's mane was decorated in a fashion usually reserved for those he knew back home. There was also a lioness partaking in the hunt. He would take a moment to study each before dipping his head at each, a playful grin on his lips. "Impressive hair on impressive stock." He offered in compliment to @Alexander ♔.


RANGER EXP
+10 Join another Ranger’s group hunt
+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

code by corvus

2 years, no bonus

It had been a while now since she'd found another home. Though from time to time she found herself returning to the home she'd made for herself in the grove. And so she was lounging on the rock in front of her old cave when the call of a familiar voice rang out.

With a faint growl she slipped off the rock, not quite so inclined to move. Yet the ruble of her stomach told her she'd have been forced to hunt eventually. And so she slipped out of the comfort of her hidden home and followed the call.

Others had arrived already when the shadow slipped through the grass and not all of them were familiar to her. A rumble slipped past dark lips as she settled on standing next to @Alexander ♔ and @Mircea, offering both a purr in greeting before nodding to the others.

+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

A face that hides a secret

Dark lying mirror

code by corvus

3 years, no bonuses

The wind flew strong against Constantine's long mane, eyes of brown color traveled across fields. Fields painted in green from the spring's touch. Nature had always been such a wonderful thing for the lion who despite his size he wasn't any jerk or brute who sought violence or being a mindless who sought just to fight just because. He was more of someone who liked the small and pretty things the world had to offer, if he fought je only did to protect not to actively seek harm.

He went through the place as he detected an scent, probably form prey. Calmly he followed it up across the terrain. Until he spotted Kon and some others in a hunting party. Without a second though he joined them.

+5 Follow the scent of prey
+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

@Alexander ♔ @Mircea

code by shaz - art by Rach

1 year, no bonus

He's running, clearing the grove surprisingly fast for his bulk. Small patches of sunlight filter past the dense canopy onto the ground below, forming intermittent blinks of light on his pelt as he goes. He weaves through the trees gracelessly, trying not to lose traction.

He slows down only when he notices a large group of lions between the trees, seemingly blanketed in silence. A lot of them look familiar in different ways; they're the sort he grew up with, but doesn't really know. And as usual, there's a lot of them.

Sensing a meal, he crouches down wordlessly into the shrubbery, eyes looking for movement in the thicket ahead.

+5 Exercise to gain endurance (excluding spars)
+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

code to pine

HUNT REQUEST
— RESULTS —

Rolled Prey: Medium - African Donkey
Number of Prey Animals: 1

Hunting Party Stats: 6 Adults, 1 Yearling, Lvl 2 Pathfinder, Lvl 2 Ranger, Lvl 3 Ranger = 16d20
Lion Hits: 7
Prey Dodges: 1 - 1 = 0

Lion Successful Hits: 7

LIONS HAVE WON!

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

Alexander's mane was a bit tousled once the hunt finished and he'd gotten his fill. Blue eyes cast up at the sound of another's voice, finding himself pleasantly surprised by the handsome male that greeted him. There was a certain beauty to him that had the Savante a bit thrown off.

A brow arches, a smile curving those dark lips, "Perhaps I could show you just how impressive." It was likely the most forward, yet subtle comment he'd ever spoken to another person. Laughing warmly, Alexander would straighten his hair before turning to leave, tail flicking at the melanistic male teasingly. "We shall meet again." Of that, he was certain.

Before departing fully, he dips his head to his younger brother, @Mircea and @Syanna who had joined him, as well as @Constantine. He would see them back home. Quietly he would tug a thick haunch with him, taking his share.

/exit Alexander

code + art

More and more beasts gather beneath the pines, all united in the shared goal of watering the Grove with the blood of their prey. Yet Viveka only feels more and more out of place here, as the cool, earthy scent that suggests a pride drifts just heavily enough across her nose to make her hackles prickle with wariness.

She still knows terribly little about those who rule these lands, indeed.

But the rules of the hunt are the same as they have always been, and Viveka is all too happy to lose herself to the thrill of it, coming back to herself only when the donkey was spread out across the forest floor warm and still, her muzzle streaked with red. It's almost delicate, the way she then carves meat from bone, turning to swiftly stride away into the depths of the forest with nary a second glance given to her temporary companions.

They had served their purpose well enough - so why push it?

/exit Viveka

+10 Join another Ranger’s group hunt
+5 Take down easy or medium prey (dice-roll)
+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system


"SPEECH"

code by scorpixia♡︎