Random Hunting Event
06-23-2016, 07:15 PM
Dagmær’s muscles rippled as she tensed, her body coiling like a spring. The male was…. definitely right in the head but that suited her just fine for the task he’d been assigned. Giggling he ran forward snapping at the bull. Esa was chattering about helping Ritsy but Dagmær missed most of the words. She knew her task and was focused in on it. As Esarosa moved Dagmær switched tactics. A sudden leap might catch the bull elk’s attention so instead she started slinking along to the bull’s right side. While Dag was fairly friendly and charitable she looked out for number one and would rather the bull busy himself with the other two…. well for a moment. Once she was near the flank she struck, her body letting loose it’s energy in a powerful leap, fangs sinking in the flank as the elk bellowed, its right back leg flailing trying to strike at her. She let go, backing up and then striking again. She dove in low, right after the elk kicked out and before it could recoil the limb her fangs latched onto the leg just below the back of the knee, fangs seeking into the pre-existing wound. It bleated and stumbled but they hadn’t brought it down yet. Hunting was often a game of endurance and she was going to out last this elk. All they needed was a few good strikes to get it on the ground. No one had been assigned the kill shot but with Ritsy being closer to the head she hoped he’d go for it. If not she or Esa could pick up the slack depending on which way the beast fell. Walk, "Talk" Think |