The first to arrive in the thicket, is @Caligula, and she offers him a fond, warm smile- her eyes studying the male carefully. "I'm.... okay." She admits, her smile wavering. "How are you?" With Aquila gone... with our home gone. "You should go to the Summit." She urges- her tone soft. "You will be safe and respected there... and Uncle 'Quila will know where to find you..." She says softly, aiming to come close to Caligula to offer a comforting touch of her paw when another appears.

"Of course." She says to the yearling who appears. She stinks of the Mire, but who was Eisa to turn away a potential huntress. Another arrives, a female, and then another female- and then a male... and on and on the group went, but she did not recognize any of them. When a donkey lumbered into view, she aimed her tail towards it, and muttered. "We should be able to bring him down easy enough."

And so they did. Eisa felt a surge of triumph when the beast was brought down, and she would wait for others to take their share before she would leave.

-exit-

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There are others that come, flocking to the call of the young red-haired woman who dared to sport a mane, of all things. If Viveka pays them any mind, she doesn't show much sign of it, bi-colored eyes occupied with examining the gleaming silver points of her claws while she begrudgingly awaited the end of this waiting game.

Hmm. Her talons could be sharper.

But they're sharp enough.

The chase, the donkey's panicked brays, the blood - it all blurs together in the flow of adrenaline and hunger. The beast's struggles come to an end soon enough (or too soon, perhaps), and Viveka takes only the briefest of moments to recompose herself before stripping her share of meat from bone, a prize to be enjoyed in a more secluded spot in the thicket.

The others had played their parts well enough, but should that really earn them a second glance?

/exit Viveka

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


"SPEECH"

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"I am surviving." It was the best answer that he could come up with in the moment. He wasn't prospering but it wasn't complete devastation either. He was managing as he had done for many years when he was on his own. Only this time he had more to miss and long for than he ever had in his youth.

He smiled at the offer to join the Summit and shook his head. "I'm too old to go through all of that again. I've got nothing to offer in return for a home." Because he wouldn't be the sort to just be a drain on resources and have nothing to offer in return.

Others ended up joining them and soon enough they had a proper hunting party. The time for personal conversation was over and it was time to focus instead.

A pair of donkeys were pointed out as something to try for. The bronze male nodded his head and took off after them. He sought to herd them back towards those that would have a better chance of taking them down.

Once the beasts fell he allowed others first chance at the carcasses before slipping in to grab a few bites for himself before heading off, a nod given to Eisa before doing so.

Caligula Exits

Two African donkeys make themselves known, Lucien's ears twitchin' as they brayed. It was always an annoyin' sound, but he knew the noise would be worth it once they were both taken down. He stalks closer toward one of them, waitin' for the perfect time to strike, and once he does he lunges himself at the side of one. Outstretched limbs go to wrap around while jaws aim to bite at the spine, clingin' himself to their prey. It would soon be brought down, and once it was all said and done the cowboy would release himself and give himself a good shake. He wouldn't waste no time, though, and would take his share before headin' off to enjoy it.

exit Lucien.

When the leather is scarred, there is a great story to tell

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*do not use without permission!!*

Juliette was but a shadowy wraith among the masses and that was, essentially, exactly what she wanted to be. She didn't want to be known for whose child she was but for who she was. Though, the more time that passed on the more she began to realize that perhaps no one even knew who those parents were anymore. They were just a road bump in history and she was nothing but an inkblot, not fully formed into a sentence or even a word.

The two african donkeys were not much of a match for the gathered and once they were taken down with success, Juliette took a meager bite for herself before hauling off a singular leg back to the Hollow's. She doubted anyone would trouble her and if they did, well, she would handle it as best she could with the grace that she had been allowed. exit juliette

+5 - take part in a successful hunt
+5 - participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

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It would turn out the animals they were hunting were a pair of African Donkeys - somehow having wandered into the tight spaces of the Thicket. That part was curious, but Veros didn't linger upon it for long. When the hunting party converged upon the pair, Veros pretended to stalk towards them, though he expertly lingered in the back, only having to really run after the animals and pretend he was making an effort. He could really use the exercise to build muscle in his legs anyhow, and would've actually benefited from participating in this sort of thing, too.

In the end, it was someone else who brought down the beasts, and he merely had to slow next to one of the bodies, panting and looking wildly.

"Great job on that take-down," he praised out loud, ensuring it was noted he was paying attention. When he caught his breath enough to not have to pant between bites, he secured himself a good chunk of the winnings and made off with it. /exit


[beatnik xp]
+10 Have another character perform a task or favour for you (everyone hunted for him hehe)
+5 Participate in a hunt

[barbarian xp]
+5 Exercise to gain strength

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The animals that he read on the wind were none other than a pair of donkeys who had somehow gotten lost in the tangles of the Thicket. This was an odd place for animals that liked to roam, but he supposed it worked out much better for the lions that lingered just beyond their sights. With only a handful on lions, they assembled and began to pursue the beasts.

Fable, a skilled hunter in the trade, took hunting seriously. He didn't mind whether it was a group of his pride or a group of strangers, if he could help it, he would ensure they'd all have something to eat.

He had led one of the teams after one side of the pair, and when the animal was taken down, he felt a sense of accomplishment among the group. The compliment of a yearling met his ears, and he smiled and nodded at the young lion, "Thank you! You'll be doing this soon, too, with practice and diligence." But Fable didn't linger on that for long. Instead, he waited patiently as a few others took their share of his chosen donkey before taking a bit for himself to hold him over for the rest of the day. When his hunger was sated, he moved on from the group. /exit


[ranger xp]
+10 Join another Ranger's group hunt
+5 Follow the scent of prey
+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

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