Lazier way to Hunt (craft)

Artorias was recovering well, all things considered. His stamina and strength was returning in spades by the day, and the wounds on his shoulder had all but healed. The bites on his neck were taking their sweet time and would no doubt eventually become a few thin ragged scars, but considering how nasty Oxx's teeth could have been on his neck, he considered it a small price to pay for his life. Beyond his own recovery, Artorias was so happy to have his family all back under one roof. Bowen was back, Gwyn was getting better following her attack, he had returned from a season with the Armada, and now Rudy was among the living again too!

Speaking of his mottled gray brother, Artorias found the young wolf lingering just outside the castle walls when he stepped outside to get some fresh air. The warm summer-like weather was amazing; the bright sun warming his fur and a gentle coastal breeze keeping him cool while he sauntered out past the gates. Corbin took off from his shoulders, soaring through the skies for some exercise of his own while Argent raced around the plains. Artorias approached Rudy with a smile, feeling that sensation of relief once more to see his smaller brother awake and alive. There had been a real fear in his heart that he might lose him too. He was glad that wouldn't have to come to pass.

"Working hard?" he asked as he came to sit down beside Rudy, his dark coat ruffling in the light breeze. Amber eyes followed his brother's paws to what he and his companion were working on. "Thinking of going hunting sometime soon? I'm not going to have to tattle on you to Gwyn, am I?" He raised a curious brow to Rudy, wondering if Gwyn had actually given him the medical clearing to go be physically active again like that.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Corbin" | "Argent"