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Strange and Unusual Prey

Drag - hunt seasonal



Cloudburst

Avalon
Beta

Expert Fighter (205)

Expert Hunter (180)

age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
5
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
264
player
Dragon Mod

Samhain 2022Statue 2 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Christmas 2019Treat 2019
08-31-2023, 12:35 PM

The prey had been acting...unusual. Though that was an understatement. Animals that were normally not in this area were wandering around. Lost. Confused. Their eyes wild with panic. It was almost as if they were consumed by some sort of anxiety, or perhaps something was coming...another Long Night? Their senses seemed off, though he couldn't quite put a paw on it. He watched some of them pass him by as he walked, some fleeing his presence, others not minding him too much. He decided he wanted to try and take advantage of his rare opportunity. A moose, perhaps? He pursed his lips in thought. Maybe if he was lucky...though he knew he couldn't bring one down on his own, no. He'd need help. Even with his...altered self...he wouldn't be able to do it alone. So something smaller? That he could do.

He stalked through the tall grasses, using his hunters senses as he quietly moved to figure out a target. It was as strange for him to see this difference in the animals as it was for them to be in the wrong place. As he picked up the trail of his potential target, he heard some noise nearby. Raising his head, he was curious, naturally. Was something happening that was causing this? No...didn't seem like it...right? He made his way to where he heard the sound, and when he came through the grass, saw the makeshift pen. Who...? His gaze found the possible culprit. A small-ish wildcat nearby. Watching. Waiting. He looked...thin. Painfully so. Why was he hunting out here, outside of his element? "Did you do this? Mind if I get in on the action? Promise I'll share." He asked, carefully choosing his words so that his offer to help wasn't obvious just in case, ya know, the guy was prideful or something. But maybe the cat would oblige him, after all, he was an old man.

WC: 602/1500

"Speak"||Osprey