STATS: 5 years old, Ranger LVL 1, pride LVL 2.

The hot spell seemed to be lifting, making hunts more comfortable. Of course they were necessary even during the most sweltering of heatwaves, so they had endured it, but during the cooler seasons such exertion was altogether more pleasant. So Demetria would move with a pep in her step; even though her role had progressed from Lead Hunter to Noble she still felt an obligation to keep her family well-fed. Setting out a call for the rest of the pride she would move through the dense foliage, making a beeline for the larger bodies of water where the prey would no doubt be congregating.

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Four years, no trade perks

It was time once again to gather food for the pride. Given how many of them there were, she wasn't in the slightest bit surprised by the call. She wouldn't hesitate to respond to it either, despite hunting not being her favorite thing in the world. It was necessary, yes, but she'd rarely been the one to go hunting for her family. Those members of their clan who weren't as inclined to the spiritual or healing arts had tended to that.

Luckily, she still knew how to, and so it was with a quiet, steady pace that she slipped through the grass after Demetria, taking the occasional glance around her to see how many of the pride had come along with them.

Tullia: 3 years old. no perks

Tullia was in her den, organizing her herbs and any other medicine she had made in the past days. Medicine for a variety of illness, wanting to be ready for any situation that could arise. She just wanted her pride to be alright, to take care of them all. And she didn't care if her own well-being was on the line if that would save those in her care. But there as she did her stuff, a call from @Demetria found its way into her ears and without hesitation, she left her duties for a bit and moved to the place her sister had summoned them today. Upon arriving, she spotted @Heloise in the scene, to which she gave and a small nod to her fellow medic, then she walked quietly to hide in a brush looking at the water body. Hopping to see what prey they could hunt today.

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four years old | level three ranger | pride tier 2

the call is warm and welcomed upon nymeria’s ears, her senses perking at the distinguishable call from one of her sisters, huntress turned noble. If the woman was anything, she was stubborn and willing to do whatever it took to keep her pride and family afloat — and that included remaining at their beck-and-call for every pride hunt and every effort made to bolster their catch, no matter the time or circumstances. and so, nymeria pushed through the thicket with her defences already slipped in place, steps quiet, aside from the gentle rumble of greeting that was made towards those who were already gathered. "ladies," a low hum towards demetria, @Heloise, and @Tullia, as she looked to loom amongst their flanks and patiently wait for instruction from the hunting party’s leader.

3 years / no bonus
As the woman was mostly in healing now, Talisa was adamant on getting on top of things. Morrigan was present to look after them so the woman took the time to help her pride mates out quickly with a hunt so that she could continue to replenish what her newborns would surely take very soon. Helping the Brook was a large priority in her life and would not change, though she knew that her family and kin would likely not lay blame upon her if she had chosen not to show up. The three children that needed their mother were surely a lightbulb whenever they saw the Heiress but she definitely wanted to continue helping out as best she could. Taking the opportunity to come at Nymeria's side and wait for the go ahead.

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Myrcella ,

3 years, no bonus
They congregated what seemed often enough. Lithe frame followed the throaty call of the once Lead Hunter, body strung low as it had slipped through the foliage. Hidden predators, the lot of them. Most sleek, quiet in their pursuit. Even the smallest shift could alert prey. Emerald eyes glistened in the light, thankful for the cooler weather that staved off any health problems from heat waves. The exertion of a hunt could put some to bed, especially if there were injuries. Myrcella had brought a small stomach lining satchel with her to this hunt filled with a small variety of dried herbs. Such a satchel would not last long but the frequent pride hunts supplied more useful organs and sometimes hides, which was why she enjoyed partaking. As usual the clay form had joined the outskirts of the gathering, attentive to @Demetria 's sigjalsm

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HUNT REQUEST
— RESULTS —

Rolled Prey: Easy - Zebra
Number of Prey Animals: 2

Hunting Party Stats: 6 adults = 12d20, plus trade and pride perks = 14d20
Lion Hits: 4
Prey Dodges: 1

Lion Successful Hits: 3

LIONS HAVE WON!

Dice were rolled in Discord by @Shark. You can play out the remainder of the hunt however you’d like.

By the time she arrived at the waters edge, still concealed by the longer grasses, several others had converged on her position (or thereabouts). @Heloise and @Myrcella, along with three of her sisters; @Tullia, @Nymeria - uttering the first verbal greeting - and new mother @Talisa. Each woman would be offered a nod of acknowledgement, attention shifting away from the brunette Heiress and back onto the task at hand. Which just so happened to be a pair of plump looking zebra, seeming to drift away from the rest of the herd.

It was go time.

Between the six of them, they managed quite easily to fell the two mares. Pulling away from her own kill, Demetria would straighten up and fix the group with a bloodied half-smile. Well done, everyone, came the warm words of encouragement. Talisa, she moved on swiftly, how are my little nieces and nephews? A question she asked every time she saw the cleric, though there was certainly no shame in that. The Noble had no plans on being a lax auntie.

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Ever wary of the flying of hooves, Heloise was pleased that they made it through the hunt unscathed. There was always a risk in these things, but they all needed to have food, especially with new cubs in the mix.

Admittedly, she didn't like the idea of Talisa joining them, but she respected the woman for going back to work so soon. She just didn't want anything to happen to her that might take her away from her little ones. Hence why she kept a close eye on her as the hunt began.

They brought down their quarry with practiced ease, and Heloise was quick to join her fellow lionesses in dragging the carcasses back to the pride where they could be enjoyed at their leisure.

-exit heloise-

Talisa was always more than happy to lend a few paws to help the pride out, especially when her sister headed the hunt. There was always something so magical about taking part in a hunt but she could safely say that her priorities were definitely somewhere else. She wasn't as prepared as she usually was and her mind certainly thinking about the three children she had waiting for her back in the end. Talisa wanted to help but it was clear that her heart was elsewhere currently. This time it took an extra few minutes for her to realize she hadn't said her prayer and quickly dug it up, closing her eyes and preparing.

Bless us, Oh Creator,
and these thy gifts,
which we are about to receive,
from thy bounty,
through Maua, Our Creator.

Luckily it didn't seem like anyone was really paying attention to her aside from @Demetria, to which she was very thankful. Though, she had a feeling that she'd be forgiven for her head not being completely in the game. So very healthy and very active, she commented and was anxious as all hell to talk about them all day at every second. Surely others might take annoyance to it but she loved it. Gonna head there now, if you wanna come check in? Talisa couldn't be sure if Morrigan had them napping or not but they were due for a feeding soon and she was the only one capable of doing so. exit talisa

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