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Usagi

Loner

Master Fighter (245)

Advanced Hunter (103)

An icon representing the specialty Weaponsmaster Weaponsmaster

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
139
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
182
player
Talia

Samhain 2022Statue 4 Worship
12-20-2021, 09:35 PM
Usagi followed behind the wolf, careful of his surroundings. He didn’t know the male in front on him, nor did he have a mind to get to know him. They were allied only on the hunt, and after that they’d likely part ways after receiving their share of the kill. The koi wolf’s nose twitched, letting the air of their surroundings fill his nasal cavity. Picking out the various scents, Usagi used what training he’d had to hone in on only one scent; the boar’s. Though they didn’t really have boars on Iga, they had similar creatures, and from what little he’d picked up from this place, they were foul, aggressive creatures. But they were solid with meat and fat, and Usagi needed a decent meal. Finding some semblance of a trail, good enough for him, he followed after the other male, his paws barely uttering a sound despite the mud that oozed between his white toes. After a few minutes, the horned wolf paused, noting the presence of the boar itself. Glancing in the same direction, he saw the tusked creature, scarred and heavy. Perfect. His hunting partner told him to wait two minutes as he padded around the other side, presumably to get into position should the animal try to flee.

Usagi crouched, chest barely touching the muddy earth. He was far from squeamish, even among the muck and considering his sour attitude about everything. Chartreuse eyes focused, unfeeling, on the creature ahead. His hunt training taught him just well enough to scent, track, and go for the kill. He needed no more than that. Counting the two minutes dutifully, his hind legs spurred his entire body into movement, finding the precise moment of attack. Perfect timing, the poor boar couldn’t even let out its ear-piercing squeal as Usagi’s strong hind legs propelled his entire body into motion, legs churning with equal amounts grace and well-built strength. He leapt onto the bristle-haired boar, jaws clamped about its neck in an effort to tear its artery. If he did that, it would bleed out faster and thus, die faster. The animal struggled under his grip, releasing its slowly weakening cries as he clamoed down, eyes glancing at his temporary partner as an invitation to help finish it off. He could have easily killed it by himself, but he supposed teamwork wouldn’t hurt in this moment. The boar’s strength faded, its clouded eyes already beginning to glaze over with its imminent death in the koi wolf’s jaws.

"Speech"

wishing there was something left to lose
this could be the day i die for you—