northern attitude
event large prey hunt
Identification
Memory
Master Intellectual (250)
Expert Hunter (130)
age
3 Years
3 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
180
180
player
Disaster
Disaster
10-27-2024, 09:06 AM
Winter nights, we sang in tune Identification was focused on helping with the woman had held on as she felt the kicks of the musk ox's hind legs trying to get Identification free from the grip she held. The wind that bellowed out over the frozen land causing her to shiver. The woman released and only to grip down once more. Her front paws and claws digging into the flesh of the ox, twin peaks twisted back. Eye narrowed as she pulled backward, tugging and yanking. Blood pouring from the wounds she gave forth to the musk ox, every chance she got she was able to spit the blood out. The legs were strong but she also had to be careful so she wouldn't get injured also. The male she worked beside went for the rump of the massive creature. Identification watched carefully as Medusa's companions began to work together. The raven doings it's jobs with trying to dig at it's head with sharp claws. That's when Medusa came right in, taking her chance at the neck. The beast would fall soon enough and Fic known that. After the beast would fall Fic would have to look over Medusa incase if she was wounded. |