Mask trotted through the long grass of the plains with a loose, sweeping stride. Though he glanced neither left nor right, his ears were in constant motion, flickering side to side to channel sounds to him. Most could be disregarded - the wind through the greenery, his own passage through the grasses, the burbling chuckle of a nearby stream. Others he kept in the background of his mind - the sounds of the songbirds, the distant rumble of thunder. He wanted to take note if the songbirds were suddenly alarmed, and to keep track of the storm’s path, but he didn’t want to focus on those sounds either. It was other sounds he was looking for - unexplained rustles in the grass, the faint sounds of game birds as they communicated back and forth.

He was, after all, on the hunt, and without more of the pack seeming to be interested in gathering for larger hunts he figured he was on his own, which meant small game. Which today, meant game birds. Grouse, quail, partridge, pheasants… The storm front moving in meant that the birds would be out, for the same reason he was. To get enough food before the storm hit to tide them over until the weather was more pleasant again. He didn’t know if any of the other pack members were up and about so he hadn’t waited around to invite anyone along. Though he would welcome the assistance if anyone showed up, he saw no reason to depend on his packmates to step up when most had not yet done so. Besides, if he wanted to move up in rank - which he did - he would have to be the one to show initiative, not wait for someone else to do so.

That Sea is just a Gambler at Heart

Dómari had been subdued since the raid, preferring to keep to himself and linger around his den. Partly on the healers orders and partly because he simply hadn't recovered from the violence he'd seen or his realization of his own capacity to wound. He'd never experienced anything like it and he worried that it might happen again. Dómari reached up and scratched absently at the mashed herbs that marked the middle of his forehead where a deep gash sat boiling and red. There was a good chance it would scar but if he followed the healers instructions to the letter he might be able to move on without a mark from that raid… well, any physical marks.

The youth closed his eyes and rested, taking in the summer sounds around him and the lazy humming of various insects. In the distance was the soft roll of thunder but it still seemed far off and so he contented himself in just laying still for once… until the sound of pawsteps caused his head to jerk of violently. "Oh! OW!" Dómari flinched, the sudden movement causing his head to sting violently. When he oriented himself he saw a man that he recognized from the meeting but didn't really know. "Uh, hi there, what are you doing?"
   

With the raid ended and that pack members on the mend she felt it was high time to get to work. Regulus had promoted her back into regular unit rank at the raid, but that wasn't were she wanted to be. She was a good tracker and loved to hunt and she wanted to be at least in the hunter rank. At this point she wasn't sure if she had been forgiven enough to move any higher, but if she at least gotten to that rank she would be happy. She had been out, tracking and looking for some good quarry. She noticed the storm front at the distance and knew it would be prime hunting opportunity. Animals would be out eating what they could before having to bed down and weather out the storm. Back tracking she abandoned the old trail she was fallowing and stalked back into the plains. The plains were the best hunting spot the pack had without traveling so she knew she was bound to get something there. Though what she hadn't expected was to see others out here including Dom which if she remembered correctly he had some decent injuries from the raid. Blue eyes focused on the pair as she approached, the other male not as familiar to her. She knew he was a pack member, but never had any personal interactions with. "Hello," she greeted both in quieter tones hoping to not scare any quarry nearby. "Talk" & Think