To the hunt!
Grim
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
04-16-2022, 05:36 PM
With autumn coming to an end, the Warlord was taking a detailed stock of supplies. Remembering the flood that had damaged their supplies last winter, he carefully inspected the fail safes he had put into place. The drainage he had dug by the celler, and the paste he had used to seal the door.
Their stock of meat and warm coats would scrape them by, so long as they had no new puppies or members. With his order to Mortis however, he knew it would not be enough. They need to hunt, and preserve the meat. Raising his head, he called out for a wolf to join him on a hunt.
"Speech"
Their stock of meat and warm coats would scrape them by, so long as they had no new puppies or members. With his order to Mortis however, he knew it would not be enough. They need to hunt, and preserve the meat. Raising his head, he called out for a wolf to join him on a hunt.
04-17-2022, 05:47 PM
since this is before the raid, but after grim comes back from the hallows, enjoy him being a brat about coming along on a hunt instead of resting <3
He couldn't just lay there in the den anymore. He was sore because he wasn't allowed to move, the stitches sewing him back together on the verge of busting as his muscles flexed. Once the stitches were removed, however, he hardly cared about the orders to take it easy from the medic. He had been feeling useless laying around and needed to get back out there, feeling like himself again.
When he heard the call for a hunting partner, it felt too good to be true. Grimshaw quickened his pace to find the warlord, smirking at him as he trotted, albeit somewhat slower and with a slightly off gait than normal, up to the older man. "Anything particular in mind?" He asked, voice picking up from his obvious excitement to be out of constant bed rest.
"Speech."
When he heard the call for a hunting partner, it felt too good to be true. Grimshaw quickened his pace to find the warlord, smirking at him as he trotted, albeit somewhat slower and with a slightly off gait than normal, up to the older man. "Anything particular in mind?" He asked, voice picking up from his obvious excitement to be out of constant bed rest.
"Speech."
Grimshaw has a septum ring, a fluffy curled tail, and a horrible facial scar (hover)
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Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
04-17-2022, 10:21 PM
The Warlord quirked a brow as Grimshaw answered his call. The Warrior should have been resting. He eyed him for a moment, and then let out a soft sigh. “Bed rest was never my strong suit either” he said wryly. And with that, he gave the injured wolf permission to come along with him.
“I was thinking deer, we need some warm coats for winter, and meat to preserve” he explained, as he moved away from the cellar, leading Grimshaw with him. He made his way to the border alongside the woods. “You want to do the chasing or the take down?” he asked as they left the Armada, and moved into the following woods.
"Speech"
“I was thinking deer, we need some warm coats for winter, and meat to preserve” he explained, as he moved away from the cellar, leading Grimshaw with him. He made his way to the border alongside the woods. “You want to do the chasing or the take down?” he asked as they left the Armada, and moved into the following woods.
04-17-2022, 10:59 PM
Thankfully, Sirius didn't shoo him away despite recovering from his all too recent injuries. The scabbing was minor from the stitching, but as long as he didn't do any fighting he would be fine then, right? That's the way he saw it anyway. "I've rested long enough; I'm losing my mind." He chuckled, assuming he would understand.
Agreeing with his opinion on the deer, he answered with a nod. Venison was a staple protein and the skins offered multiple uses, from armor to decorative items. A pack could never have too much in it's stores, especially after a good meal. When offered with the option to chase or take down, he considered his option and settled with what he assumed would make Halo less upset. A pulled muscle was nothing compared to a new wound from a stray hoof or antler. "I'll chase." He nodded once more.
Locating a herd wasn't difficult. The colder late-fall weather hadn't covered the south in snow yet and left plenty of grasses for the deer to feed on before the coming winter. Crouching down wind from the herd to remain unseen, he targeted a female slightly off from the rest of the herd. He motioned towards the deer, offering it unless the warlord had any better ideas.
"Speech."
Agreeing with his opinion on the deer, he answered with a nod. Venison was a staple protein and the skins offered multiple uses, from armor to decorative items. A pack could never have too much in it's stores, especially after a good meal. When offered with the option to chase or take down, he considered his option and settled with what he assumed would make Halo less upset. A pulled muscle was nothing compared to a new wound from a stray hoof or antler. "I'll chase." He nodded once more.
Locating a herd wasn't difficult. The colder late-fall weather hadn't covered the south in snow yet and left plenty of grasses for the deer to feed on before the coming winter. Crouching down wind from the herd to remain unseen, he targeted a female slightly off from the rest of the herd. He motioned towards the deer, offering it unless the warlord had any better ideas.
"Speech."
Grimshaw has a septum ring, a fluffy curled tail, and a horrible facial scar (hover)
that may not be reflected in his art!
please DM all tags to @betchasaurusrex
that may not be reflected in his art!
please DM all tags to @betchasaurusrex
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
04-19-2022, 10:45 PM
The Warlord well remembered the black temper that had plagued him the last time he had been bed ridden. He didn’t blame Grim for wanting to stretch his legs, and do something instead of stare at four walls all day. He’d just have to keep an eye on him, and ensure he didn’t injure himself any further.
“That’s where I would have put you.” he said with some satisfaction as Grim decided his part. They fell silent as they moved further into the woods, keeping downwind and their motions muted as they located a herd and approached. As Grim indicated towards a deer, the Warlord nodded his head. Motioning the man to stay, as he skirted his way around the herd and into a hiding place on the opposite side of their prey.
"Speech"
“That’s where I would have put you.” he said with some satisfaction as Grim decided his part. They fell silent as they moved further into the woods, keeping downwind and their motions muted as they located a herd and approached. As Grim indicated towards a deer, the Warlord nodded his head. Motioning the man to stay, as he skirted his way around the herd and into a hiding place on the opposite side of their prey.
04-19-2022, 11:40 PM
Grimshaw was a bit pleased with himself when Sirius agreed with the position he took, forcibly holding himself back from a slight tail wag. Though fortunately for him at least, with his new floofy curly tail that bobbed around with his hips, it was easy to mask a little tail wag. It certainly didn't stop him from trying, though.
Sirius motioned for him to stay put so he did and waited until he had found himself a hiding spot. Grimshaw wouldn't wait much longer and soon tore out from his own hiding place after the deer he targeted before. He did his best to keep it separated from the herd, snapping at the heels of the ungulate as they ran. He chased the deer towards the warlord hoping that it would remain unaware of his presence until it was too late, though that would be too perfect and easy.
"Speech."
Sirius motioned for him to stay put so he did and waited until he had found himself a hiding spot. Grimshaw wouldn't wait much longer and soon tore out from his own hiding place after the deer he targeted before. He did his best to keep it separated from the herd, snapping at the heels of the ungulate as they ran. He chased the deer towards the warlord hoping that it would remain unaware of his presence until it was too late, though that would be too perfect and easy.
"Speech."
Grimshaw has a septum ring, a fluffy curled tail, and a horrible facial scar (hover)
that may not be reflected in his art!
please DM all tags to @betchasaurusrex
that may not be reflected in his art!
please DM all tags to @betchasaurusrex
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
04-24-2022, 04:41 PM
The Warlord settled himself down where he could see the deer - and the spot where Grimshaw waited, if not the warrior himself. Not long after the Warlord found his spot, the dark wolf was shooting from his place across from the Warlord, startling the deer. There was a sudden smattering of choes in the field as the deer realised the danger and scattered. Most of them stuck together, stampeding off to the North.
The doe that Grim had chosen moved to join her herd, and was cut off by the other wolf's position. Instead, she was forced to run. Directly into the Warlords path. The moment she was within range, Sirius surged upwards, hiding her on the right shoulder as he let the momentum throw them both to the ground. She screamed, flailing her hooves. Getting in a decent kick to the Warlords stomach before he latched his teeth around her neck. Holding her tightly until she fell completely still and lifeless.
"Speech"
The doe that Grim had chosen moved to join her herd, and was cut off by the other wolf's position. Instead, she was forced to run. Directly into the Warlords path. The moment she was within range, Sirius surged upwards, hiding her on the right shoulder as he let the momentum throw them both to the ground. She screamed, flailing her hooves. Getting in a decent kick to the Warlords stomach before he latched his teeth around her neck. Holding her tightly until she fell completely still and lifeless.