Hunter's Fire
06-20-2017, 01:49 AM
The dark-coated boy had been trying to keep himself busy since he'd returned home, doing his best to hunt small animals (although not very successful) and check out the borders. He hoped to go on patrol with Regulus one day soon, and perhaps he would find someone to spar with, although he couldn't help but feeling like a little bit of an outcast since arriving back in Celestial. He'd been away for so long, he wasn't sure if anyone recognized him, nor was he really familiar with many of the wolves, even if they were primarily his own family. On top of it all, his mother was so unwell, and he hadn't seen Creed at all. Paladin seemed constantly worried about their mother's condition, and they weren't getting good news from Kavamaya. Would their mother's condition ever improve? He wasn't sure there was anything he could do, although he would try in a heartbeat if he knew there was some way he could help.
Exodus perked up at the sound of a howl, a voice calling the pack for a hunt. Feeling a glimmer of hope, the boy abandoned his most recent failed hunt, having chased a thin hare into its burrow, and went bounding toward the sound of the howl. Perhaps he would do better in a group hunt. Not only did he need to work on his skills and help his pack... he was hungry! His belly was wracked with hunger pangs, urging him desperately to hunt. He hadn't yet gained back all of the weight he'd lost being out on his own, and with winter taking over, he knew it would be slim pickings for the season. Maybe the pack would have a good, warm meal today; perhaps mother would have some fresh, warm meat to keep her strength up.
With so much at stake, Exodus was glad when he finally saw the group of wolves gathered for a hunt, and he picked up his pace a little bit more. He made his way over to Paladin, glancing around at the other wolves, and trying to remember names, hoping to match them to faces. He would listen carefully and make note if he heard any names mentioned, knowing he had to fully immerse himself in Celestial, get to know everyone and feel like he belonged. Today would be a starting point. Quietly, he waited for the hunt leader to get them going, and he would help out in any way that he could - he just hoped he didn't fail on this hunt like he had been on his own for a few days now.
Exodus perked up at the sound of a howl, a voice calling the pack for a hunt. Feeling a glimmer of hope, the boy abandoned his most recent failed hunt, having chased a thin hare into its burrow, and went bounding toward the sound of the howl. Perhaps he would do better in a group hunt. Not only did he need to work on his skills and help his pack... he was hungry! His belly was wracked with hunger pangs, urging him desperately to hunt. He hadn't yet gained back all of the weight he'd lost being out on his own, and with winter taking over, he knew it would be slim pickings for the season. Maybe the pack would have a good, warm meal today; perhaps mother would have some fresh, warm meat to keep her strength up.
With so much at stake, Exodus was glad when he finally saw the group of wolves gathered for a hunt, and he picked up his pace a little bit more. He made his way over to Paladin, glancing around at the other wolves, and trying to remember names, hoping to match them to faces. He would listen carefully and make note if he heard any names mentioned, knowing he had to fully immerse himself in Celestial, get to know everyone and feel like he belonged. Today would be a starting point. Quietly, he waited for the hunt leader to get them going, and he would help out in any way that he could - he just hoped he didn't fail on this hunt like he had been on his own for a few days now.