Preparing a Feast
04-24-2014, 11:26 PM
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Sarak?s mind wandered while he kept one ear on the conversation. He was paying attention to the scents on the wind, and as the conversation turned toward heading out, he noted Ashtoreth?s glance, nodding at her as he fell into step in the secondary position. Lyric arrived, greeting Quintus, Erani?s grandson, and Surreal fell into line, chatting to the young male. Alpine arrived, and at his words, Sarak raised on brow point. ?This is a Pack hunt. Of course you can join. In fact, there were supposed to be all able wolves.? It was a long speech for the silent Psi Secondary. It held no scathing tones, just the flat, soft tones of a wolf who probably never raised his voice much. They made their way out, following Ashtoreth, though Sarak knew where the herd was. It was on the wind, and he could smell the festering, rotting scent of infection among the healthier spores on the air. That bull wasn?t long for the world, even if they didn?t hunt him down. The herd came into view, the animals of prey milling about as they grazed, one creature standing out noticeably. The old bull wit the crooked antler did indeed look the worse for wear. He gimped along on the outer edge of the herd, nibbling disinterestedly at the grass while flies buzzed around an angry red gore wound in the flank. Every now and then, the bull would ineffectually stamp the injured leg, wincing obviously. Sarak glanced at Ashtoreth, then looked over the wolves present. ?That bull is the target. As you can see, he?s already sick from infection, so it probably won?t take long to bring him down. Mind, he isn?t harmless. Nor are the other elk around him. Keep an eye on both parties. You never know when an uninvolved deer will try to act the hero. Don?t stray too close to the cows or the last year calves, that will get you trampled by an angry mom.? His words were for the Apprentices, Lyric and Ravine, as well as Surreal, whom he knew had never been on a pack hunt for large prey. He glanced at Ashtoreth, letting her suggest a plan. It was an unusually long winded chunk of talking for the male. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |