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The Greatest [PACK HUNT AND GATHERING]



Dagmær

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Large
build
Medium
posts
56
player
10-23-2016, 08:50 AM
ooc: Sorry for the wait guys! Next round due Nov 4. No posting order! I probably won't get back with Raba for awhile as I'll be gone next weekend.



Dagmær shifted from side to side with jittery nerves and stomach-flipping excitement. She wanted so badly to do well on this hunt but her experience was limited when it came to leading others on a hunt. She also had no idea who would show up so it wasn't even worth thinking of a plan in advance though she wondered if her aunt would attend. On one hand Karabela knew the mountains better than anyone but on the other she didn't want the pressure of having to lead a hunt with her aunt standing right there.

Nia was the first to show, the deaf man. Dag felt another pang of nervousness as she wasn't quite sure the best way to communicate with him. His rat Tally spoke for him and greeted the girl but was she supposed to look at the rat or to Nia when replying? Could he read lips? Should she speak slower? "Hello Tally, hello Nia. It is a good day for a hunt." She decided to speak normally, eyes shifting between the pair as she addressed them. She'd keep her sentences short and to the point especially as there was no reason to really tell more until everyone else had gathered.

Karabela arrived next and the nerves just grew. Dagmær took a few deep breaths. She could do this! "Hey aunt Raba! Mountain goats, a whole herd of them!" She waited a bit longer and the last to arrive was Qualm, one of the menders. "Hello Qualm."

She turned to address everyone in equal measure. "Thank you for coming! I uh… well, I found a herd of mountain goats, they're heading for the eastern stream. Down by the stream bed the terrain is still rocky but not nearly as dangerous as higher up in the mountains. I think we should take this opportunity while we have it. Follow me!" Quickly scrambling over the terrain she headed toward where she'd seen the mountain goats go. She'd wait til they arrived before hashing out the hunting plan. After all she had no way to predict the layout of animals. Everything would be shifting by the second.

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