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Azure

Artorias agreed with his plan easily enough, though admitting that he was not the champion hunter of the family and might need some instruction. It was not unusual for wolves to choose paths other than hunting, but the knowledge did remind him of how different their upbringings and families truly were. Every wolf of his litter had been raised to be exceptional hunters as well as fighters - learning to efficiently take down prey animals would lend knowledge that could be used in battle and while the anatomy varied between predator and prey, there were general rules that existed through all species (like how effective it was to cut the tendon at the heel to cripple an enemy.) "In what else did you specialize, then?" Azure pushed conversationally, knowing it was an acceptable question even if he had no use for the answer.

While the conversation progressed, Azure stepped forward to examine the trees up close. The base of the mountain bowl was heavily wooded, the treeline expanding all the way out around the dormant volcano and even partway up it's cliffs. They were thick and strong as Artorias had observed, suitable enough for any basic snare, though Azure had not brought along with him any material suitable for a noose nor did he know if the right sort of vines grew on this island. Glancing through the canopy to the misty mountaintop beyond, he considered what materials might be available to them on this secluded island. "We can bait a simple deadfall trap, I think." He decided after a time. The process was simple enough and while it was not as immediate as creating something the wolves could drive a prey animal into, he supposed there was no harm in socializing longer while they waited. It was why he'd brought Artorias out here, after all.

"Can you see if you can find something heavy and wide, to fall down atop the animal? A log, a boulder we might be able to lift a bit, something like that?" With the request given, Azure got to work on procuring a suitable branch that could hold the weight. Pushing up to his hind legs to reach up various trees, he tested the might of the wood with his paw until he'd found one that could do the job. "The idea is to prop the weight up with a branch that has been split in half a specific way. You fit the two halves back together with a trigger wedged between them, and bait upon the trigger stick. The animal puts it's weight onto the trigger to reach the bait, pushing the two halves apart and collapsing the weight down."

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brotherly love / tolerance same thing

artorias

Azure