[ OPEN ] Pirate's Hunt
02-25-2014, 05:46 PM
(Sorry for the lateness. Ugh.)
Daedalus hadn't paid any attention to wolves who may have been hunting in the same place he was. All he knew was he was enjoying the day and couldn't care what was going on besides what he was doing. For now, he was found down by the creek looking at the stones in the water. Many of them were an earthy brown or stone gray color, which he didn't get appealed by. Unless the stones were smooth and shiny, he passed by all of the dull ones. Daedalus kept humming to himself as he walked down the edge of the creek, kicking stones as he went. All the racket in the world could be heard and Daedalus finally found a green colored stone that had black stripes in it.
"ooOOOooOOoooOOOOOoooh!"
Daedalus said long and dramatically. Daedalus was a dramatic puppy, who would care otherwise? Dae quickly picked the rock out of the cold water with his teeth and looked at it on the ground. It was shiny and the black was like tiny cracks in the stone, but the surface was so smooth that there were no cracks to be felt. Picking it up and holding it in his mouth, Daedalus padded away into the grass humming to himself and dance-walking to the notes. What the young boy didn't realize that he was about to walk straight into the herd of elk. As an avenger, most would expect him to be aware of his surroundings and prepared for crazy shit to happen. As the pup walked up to a dark brown mound, Daedalus turned and plopped by it and laid down, giving a yawn. It was when that mound moved suddenly that Daedalus jumped up and looked up to see a massive thing with branches coming out of it. With the rock by his feet, Daedalus picked it up and watched the thing grow bigger and bigger, until it finally looked down at him and gave a sniff. It was the bellow that followed that made Daedalus nearly piss himself there and then.
Daedalus quickly backed off into the taller grass and back to the creek, as the Elk who went to stand up looked around for him. Daedalus knew he could smell him, but seeing him was another issue. So long as Daedalus didn't move, maybe he wouldn't spook them and get trampled, or be seen by the herd in general. Still, the actions of the bull caused the others to be wary some as the breeze constantly shifted his scent around. Daedalus slowly began backing back towards the creek until he reached the shore again, only able to see the tips of the branches coming out of their heads.
Daedalus hadn't paid any attention to wolves who may have been hunting in the same place he was. All he knew was he was enjoying the day and couldn't care what was going on besides what he was doing. For now, he was found down by the creek looking at the stones in the water. Many of them were an earthy brown or stone gray color, which he didn't get appealed by. Unless the stones were smooth and shiny, he passed by all of the dull ones. Daedalus kept humming to himself as he walked down the edge of the creek, kicking stones as he went. All the racket in the world could be heard and Daedalus finally found a green colored stone that had black stripes in it.
"ooOOOooOOoooOOOOOoooh!"
Daedalus said long and dramatically. Daedalus was a dramatic puppy, who would care otherwise? Dae quickly picked the rock out of the cold water with his teeth and looked at it on the ground. It was shiny and the black was like tiny cracks in the stone, but the surface was so smooth that there were no cracks to be felt. Picking it up and holding it in his mouth, Daedalus padded away into the grass humming to himself and dance-walking to the notes. What the young boy didn't realize that he was about to walk straight into the herd of elk. As an avenger, most would expect him to be aware of his surroundings and prepared for crazy shit to happen. As the pup walked up to a dark brown mound, Daedalus turned and plopped by it and laid down, giving a yawn. It was when that mound moved suddenly that Daedalus jumped up and looked up to see a massive thing with branches coming out of it. With the rock by his feet, Daedalus picked it up and watched the thing grow bigger and bigger, until it finally looked down at him and gave a sniff. It was the bellow that followed that made Daedalus nearly piss himself there and then.
Daedalus quickly backed off into the taller grass and back to the creek, as the Elk who went to stand up looked around for him. Daedalus knew he could smell him, but seeing him was another issue. So long as Daedalus didn't move, maybe he wouldn't spook them and get trampled, or be seen by the herd in general. Still, the actions of the bull caused the others to be wary some as the breeze constantly shifted his scent around. Daedalus slowly began backing back towards the creek until he reached the shore again, only able to see the tips of the branches coming out of their heads.