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They Don't Clap Because They Think That There's More [pack hunt]



Brandr

Loner

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
55
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
293
player

Mammoth HunterDouble MasterTreat 2019Promptober 2019
06-01-2017, 06:29 PM
ooc:  Not to late for anyone else to jump in!  Next round due the 30th so plenty of time!




Brandr kept close, feeling excitement bubble in his gut as he watched Corentine puzzle out the scents. He was rooting for her and truth be told she was doing very well. Brandr could remember his first experiences tracking as his dad taught him what to look for and helped him put words to what it was he was smelling. Corentine answered that the scent was getting stronger and that they were getting close. He nodded and grinned. They were indeed getting close though as they started to continue Bass excused himself from the pair and Brandr felt his heart sink a bit. He was sure the man had important alpha duties to attend to but it meant an actual hunt was out of the question. Brandr was a talented hunter for his age but he would not be able to take a deer by himself unless they managed to find one that was significantly injured.

Brandr and Corentine continued on tracking the trail when movement caught the attention of both wolves. Brandr froze as well before slowly crouching down, golden eyes glinting as a doe and her fawn emerged. He eyed the fawn then glanced at Corentine. She was a summer babe and only around 3 months old. She could not participate in taking the fawn down but Brandr might be able to… maybe, but this was a spring fawn and with it being fall already the fawn was no longer a fragile little youngster but nearly it's adult size. "Good job, Corentine. You're a natural at tracking. I don't know if I can take a deer by myself. Let's return back to the den site so we don't spook the deer and return later with a larger hunting party when everyone isn't so busy." If they charged in and he failed they might startle the herd into someone else's territory and that wouldn't do. If she liked perhaps he could take her hunting smaller game or bring back some wounded creature for her to practice on. Carefully he stepped backwards, carefully maneuvering his body around to head back to the dens.

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