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Alastor - hunting dall sheep



Manea

Loner

Intermediate Fighter (30)
Beginner Hunter (0)
age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
113
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
17
player
Shelby
05-03-2021, 10:13 PM

Manea worked her way across the rocky cliffs of the mountain side, her aqua gaze set on a herd of dall sheep that were milling about. She had seen a few traces of them the last time they were up here in the caves of the Dreamer's Col and then needed to put dinner on the table, so to speak, so they seemed like prime candidates to her. She found a larger, more stable section of rock for them to stop on, creeping toward the edge of the cliff and peeking down at the sheep that waited below them. Glancing over her shoulder at Alastor, she gave him a grin and asked him quietly, "Well, what do you think, master hunter? How should we go about this?" Crush them, chase them off a cliff, sneak up on them the old fashion way... As long as one of them ended up dead she'd be fine with it in the end.

Manea | Temno



Alastor

Loner

Advanced Fighter (85)
Intermediate Hunter (30)
age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
741
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
99
player
Joe

Critical Fail!1KHalloween 2020 - Spooky Cave
Yesterday, 02:51 AM


Following quietly behind her, the massive black shadow of a wolf mimicked her movements across the rocky crags and cliff sides of the mountains. When they had set out, Alastor hadn't been sure what they were hunting, until he saw the herd ofd all sheep grazing on the scarce grass around the cliff edges. Recognition lit up his colorless eyes, and his signature grin made its way across his lips to reveal rows of dagger-like teeth. Ah, so they were going grocery shopping for mutton, it seemed! Following her lead, Alastor crept low to the ground until the two wolves had reached the edge of the alcove just above where the sheep hung about, oblivious to the imminent danger lurking literally overhead.

Manea asked how he wanted to approach their prey, and Alastor tapped a paw against his chin, humming while he considered their options. The cliffs did pose a number of hazards to use to their advantage. Crushing them with the rocks would be out of the question; far too messy and risked ruining all the good meat and wool. Traditional hunting methods would be the most effective, but also the most time consuming given the terrain. "Well, I am quite keen on traditional methods... but I have a twist!" he whispered excitedly. "We'll approach from either side of the cliff and herd them back and forth to one another. The dumb animals should bounce back and forth between us, allowing us to kill at least one each, maybe more." Plenty of meat, plenty of wool to furnish the den with. It was a win-win in his book!

"I'll head down to the left side, you take position on the right. When you're ready, you sound the charge," he said, reaching over to place a slow lick behind Manea's ear with a chuckle. "I'll see you down there, my little galaxy." Crawling off back the way they came, Alastor worked his way carefully down the craggy rock face until he had reached the ledge where the sheep were, dropping low and creeping closer and closer until he saw the animals again just head. He took his place behind a boulder, keeping hungry black eyes locked on their prey while he waited for Manea to kick off their hunt and send the woolly beats running straight for him.

"Speech" | Thoughts

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Character is rated M for Mature. Proceed with caution.




Manea

Loner

Intermediate Fighter (30)
Beginner Hunter (0)
age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
113
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
17
player
Shelby
Yesterday, 07:46 PM

Manea bit back a laugh when Alastor told her that he had a twist, the enthusiasm he interjected always amusing her to no end. It always made her that much more excited to participate in whatever they were doing. A wide grin pulled at her lips at his idea, already imagining the sheep bouncing back and forth like pin balls as they tried to escape their inevitable faces. They were sure to get more than one, especially since each of them could grab one from either end of the herd before the dumb animals figured out how to get away. That would keep their whole party fed for quite a while and would give her plenty of wool and hide to continue fleshing out their new home. Nodding when he gave the directive for him to go one way and her the other, she was about to begin the process of picking her way down the mountain side until his teasing lick on her ear surprised her and pulled a low, rumbling murr from her. She shot him a sly grin over her shoulder, her tail swishing to flick against his side "See you down there, my demon," she agreed, though she was sorely tempted to ignore the sheep entirely to hunt him instead.

She carefully made her way down along the mountain till she was along the same ridge that the sheep were lingering about, mildly jealous of how easy it was for them to climb and move around the rocky terrain. She hid for a moment behind an cluster of larger rocks, peeking over to the other side of the ridge till she saw the black and red form of her lover creep past and hide behind a bolder. Manea smirked and waited for just a moment to make sure the sheep hadn't noticed their presence before springing over her hiding place with a loud snarl ripping from her, a wicked grin pulling at her lips. She snarled and snapped at the prey animals, charging forward to get them running down the ridge toward where Alastor laid in wait, eager to see him at work.

Manea | Eilwen



Alastor

Loner

Advanced Fighter (85)
Intermediate Hunter (30)
age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
741
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
99
player
Joe

Critical Fail!1KHalloween 2020 - Spooky Cave
3 hours ago

Like a bolt of beautiful amethyst lightning, Alastor watched while Manea lunged out at the herd of sheep, snarling and gnashing her fangs at them like a wild animal. His grin widened and he had to stifle a laugh while he watched her go buck wild. It was amusing, but highly effective! The sheep freaked out, the herd immediately turning and bounding for him as fast as their legs could carry them. It was the same strategy he had used to hunt with Seraphina before, and it was one of his favorites: the ambush. As soon as the lead ram was approaching his boulder, Alastor sprung with almost feline-like grace to the top of the boulder, a violent snarl erupting from his chest while the big black brute launched himself like a missile at the lead ram. Fangs and claws caught the prey animal in the throat and took it down with startling ease, its panicked bleating lasting for only a split second before, with a crunch of his jaws, delicate vertebrae popped in his bite and the animal went limp with a flail of its limbs.

With his first kill secured, Alastor fixed the rest of the skittish herd with his deadly black gaze. One sheep was smart enough to continue to run past the predator; that sheep would get to live. The rest immediately bleated louder in fear and turned to bound away from him—forgetting the other wolf behind them until they were almost upon Manea. Alastor chuckled under his breath and dropped the dead sheep, its blood dripping from sharp fangs while he charged after the herd with a macabre smile on his face. All he had to do was keep bouncing the sheep back and forth between his lover until they either wisened up and made a break for it or hurled themselves off the cliff, whichever came first. Now it was her turn to bag a kill.


"Alastor"

Warning!
Character is rated M for Mature. Proceed with caution.