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Sweat, Baby, Sweat



Cloudburst

Avalon
Beta

Expert Fighter (205)

Expert Hunter (180)

age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
5
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
264
player
Dragon Mod

Samhain 2022Statue 2 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Christmas 2019Treat 2019
04-19-2018, 04:26 PM

He was on the hunt today. Having scouted from the slopes further up the rocky hillside, Cloud had managed to track down the scents of the sheep he had heard from further away. He had hunted goats before, surely these mountain sheep would be no problem right? If hunting them wasn't a problem, then navigating this area safely was the problem. His paws slipped here and there, sending bits of rock down the hillside. He would have to be careful or he'd end up falling and breaking a leg...or worse. Picking his way along with a bit of slipping and sliding, he spotted a fair sized herd of the dall sheep scattered about below. He was higher on the slope, and he wondered how he was going to get close enough to them so he could bring one down. He supposed he could run at them, maybe get lucky enough to fly at one and knock it to the ground. But with the incline of the slope, he was more likely to roll down to the bottom of the mountain. No, that idea didn't sound very appealing.

He blew hard from his nose, trying to figure out a course of action. It was then as he watched the sheep that he spotted one of them suddenly running up, somewhat towards her direction but still off a good way. He was confused, what startled them? Scanning the terrain he noticed that there were two other wolves, though one blended into the mountain so well that he almost missed her. He rose to his paws, tail wagging slightly as the prospect of a hunt came up. Maybe he could help them. The monochrome male began to follow the course of the ewe being chased, watching her course and predicting a potential path that she might go. Maybe he'd be able to cut her off, send her back to the jaws of one of the others. Or maybe even his own. Of course, there was always the chance that the ewe would completely get away from them since this was more familiar territory for her, but he would try regardless.

"Speak"


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