The Woods Are Lovely, Dark, And Deep...

Rudy enjoyed hunting and labeled it as much for fun as for the good of the pack.  Fern also seemed to love it but she still had a bit more of a serious edge on her over it all.  Then again for all Rudy seemed all fun and games he was still doing his due diligence.  He’d had a lot of time to learn about keeping downwind, about picking his path and scenting the air well.  He’d had more experience with the various forms of prey and a lot of these things come more naturally these days.  Even as his mind paid attention to minor details he could still keep a relaxed expression and joke without showing off the work going on in his mind.

Rudy rolls his eyes over Fern’s worries, a hint of irritation that fades swiftly enough to aim for a comforting expression, “Look Fern, all I want is you to trust me.  I talk a big game I know but behind all the bluff there is a wolf who knows what he can and can’t do.  So even if you are worried about me, if I say it's okay just trust me.  I’ve been keeping my word on other things I tell you, right?”

Rudy listens to her strategy, glancing in the direction of the gaur considering it.  “Turning a hunt into a fight sounds fun,” Rudy agreed amiably. “when it turns to fight I’m following it around to go for the back legs.  You stay and face the head.  You have a weapon so you have a longer reach to deal with the more dangerous region.  If he presents an easy attack for you go for it but if not wait for just a moment.  If his attention is on you I should be able to get a leg, once I have the leg it should be distracted and off-balance.  You should be able to kill him with one stroke of the blade at that point.”

Rudy stood up starting to move forward since he was going to lead off the chase but stalled a moment, glancing at Fern with a grin, “also, Reddy is nearby.  He will show up a second before trouble happens if needed.  He’s quite good.” That said Rudy heads forward, the jovial expression gone, and focus finally in his gaze when he stares at his prey.  The laughing jovial wolf is suddenly a silent killer stalking the prey close by.  When the gaur looks in his direction Rudy stops in a patch of shadow from brush waiting with the patience hardly ever seen outside of a hunt.  The gaur looks away and Rudy moves again, at first a walk but after a few more strides it’s a run.  

The guar runs and Rudy is giving chase trusting Fern to be coming along with him.  He’s not playing instructor now, Fern already learned all she needed from him.

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