Count our strengths

*Quintus* · 09-19-2014, 05:58 AM

The storm was bad -- far too bad for Quintus to want to go out and hunt. It seemed they had avoided the worst of the storm by moving to the caverns, but the weather was still dangerous. The pack had sought refuge here, in the darkness and protection of the stone walls, but the storm still raged on around them. It was difficult here, however, to be alone; and so he was unsurprised when he was asked to help out. A gentle huff left his lips as he rose to all fours to follow Motif to the mouth of the caverns, wondering what sort of task she had appointed him to.

Quickly she explained that they needed to hunt. Quintus Nero would blink slowly as he pictured the scenario. It would be dangerous, but he had faith that he could avoid most danger -- he had avoided it thus far in his life. Slowly he nodded. "I'm ready," he told her calmly, flashing a grin to Harmony, wondering if she could join as well or simply wait by if her healing skills were needed.

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