Lazier way to Hunt (craft)

Rudy had resigned himself to the fact it was going to take time to regain his strength.  That didn’t mean he couldn’t do anything useful until he was in fit condition.  After all his time in a coma he was pathetically thin and got tired quickly.  He had found a nice spot just a bit outside of the castle where he could rest in the sunlight outside of the stone walls.  His hawk Reddy had helped find various types of vines from bushes or those wrapped about tree’s possibly and brought them to the motley-grey wolf.

If he couldn’t chase down any game for a hunt then Rudyard would make a snare and get that set up.  He had plans to make one for smaller game and one for larger game.  Rudy wasn’t ready to drag a larger carcass back to the castle, good enough to drag his own body back.  Stupid bear.  Rudy didn’t have time to wait to grow stronger, he had goals to accomplish and dreams to fulfill.  Savage, his Tasmanian devil was likewise being useful, his tiny hands were better at tightening the ropes as Rudy braided them.

Rudy much preferred chasing down prey and found a snare to be pretty boring but boring didn’t mean useful and it was better than laying around doing nothing most the day.


Rudyard Carpathius