03-09-2011, 06:45 PM
lol Teddy gonna have sore fist later .D btw, Liev's catch is three mountain goats, two miniature horses, a pig, and a (regular) horse.
Only hardly could the Russian hear the others working, not too far from where he was. Well, time to get this done! The male circled slowly the small herd of goats, careful not to get caught. With one hand, he stretched the rope out and with the other, he started to move around the lasso, readying to lace the bigger ram he took to be the leader. With the little he heard from Liliana, the male knew if he captured the leader and guided him back, the others would follow.
In a swift movement, he trhew the lasso and tugged hardly at it, feeling it had caught the big horns of the male. It struggled lightly at the tugging at first, but when the grayish man began to reel the rope in closer, it really began to fight, the others seeming confused at first, but then very wary and divided into running away and sticking to their leader. At last, they came along as the ram was brought closer to where the Russian was.
When he was close enough, the male tackled it lightly, taking a firm grasp at his huge horns to make sure it wouldn't charge to his legs - because it would surely hurt, if not break his leg bones -, and tyed the creature to the tree he nearest to.
Once the sheep calmed down besides the lassoed ram, he went after some other creatures.
Luckily, he didn't have to go too far to find two horses that seemed to have got lost from their herd, plus a wild boar that sat not so far from the equines. They were more of miniature horses than actual horses, which meant they should be fairly easy to retrieve. A tiny smile crept on his face before he made more lassos on the tips of his remaining ropes. As swiftly as he did with the goats, the Russian got a hold on both the horses and the pig, quickly tugging them along to where he had roped the goats. Their most wild struggles and flails didn't even make the Luperci budge, being them so weak in comparison.
Now that he was rather satisfied with his share, the male was about to get the goats and go back to Anathema, when a black figure appeared, not too far from where he stood. The thin mist around it looked almost mystical, as well as the small smoke that escaped from its nosetrils from when it breathed out. It was quite a big horse indeed. From the firm, wild look on its dark eyes and the few scars on its body showed it was a loner. It was a fair white with a few markings in a pitch black color.
The beauty in it sparkled the male's wish-- no, the desire to take it back and tame it himself. Oh, he would do it, yes!
There was only two ropes left, and it was almost too perfect. In quick movements, he strenghtened the lasso's ties and laced together the two ropes; he would be needing them, seeing the size of the creature. With the same quick movements he used with the other creatures, he laced the horse's neck tightly, and it fought back, snorting and whinning. Like a tug of war, he sinked his feet deep in the snow and began to reel the creature in. Boy, was it strong!
Lucky for him, the animal's struggling grew weaker before his own strenght ran low. Once he had a fair amount of rope left, he tied it to his waist quickly and, still holding part of it with one hand, he reached out for the other animals. Luckily, it stopped tugging so much, seeing his belly was starting to hurt fairly.
Once the reached the tree the goats and horses were, he untied the rope from his waist and laced it tightly around one of his arms. With the horse on one hand and the other's on the other hand, he started the trip back to Anathema.
Only hardly could the Russian hear the others working, not too far from where he was. Well, time to get this done! The male circled slowly the small herd of goats, careful not to get caught. With one hand, he stretched the rope out and with the other, he started to move around the lasso, readying to lace the bigger ram he took to be the leader. With the little he heard from Liliana, the male knew if he captured the leader and guided him back, the others would follow.
In a swift movement, he trhew the lasso and tugged hardly at it, feeling it had caught the big horns of the male. It struggled lightly at the tugging at first, but when the grayish man began to reel the rope in closer, it really began to fight, the others seeming confused at first, but then very wary and divided into running away and sticking to their leader. At last, they came along as the ram was brought closer to where the Russian was.
When he was close enough, the male tackled it lightly, taking a firm grasp at his huge horns to make sure it wouldn't charge to his legs - because it would surely hurt, if not break his leg bones -, and tyed the creature to the tree he nearest to.
Once the sheep calmed down besides the lassoed ram, he went after some other creatures.
Luckily, he didn't have to go too far to find two horses that seemed to have got lost from their herd, plus a wild boar that sat not so far from the equines. They were more of miniature horses than actual horses, which meant they should be fairly easy to retrieve. A tiny smile crept on his face before he made more lassos on the tips of his remaining ropes. As swiftly as he did with the goats, the Russian got a hold on both the horses and the pig, quickly tugging them along to where he had roped the goats. Their most wild struggles and flails didn't even make the Luperci budge, being them so weak in comparison.
Now that he was rather satisfied with his share, the male was about to get the goats and go back to Anathema, when a black figure appeared, not too far from where he stood. The thin mist around it looked almost mystical, as well as the small smoke that escaped from its nosetrils from when it breathed out. It was quite a big horse indeed. From the firm, wild look on its dark eyes and the few scars on its body showed it was a loner. It was a fair white with a few markings in a pitch black color.
The beauty in it sparkled the male's wish-- no, the desire to take it back and tame it himself. Oh, he would do it, yes!
There was only two ropes left, and it was almost too perfect. In quick movements, he strenghtened the lasso's ties and laced together the two ropes; he would be needing them, seeing the size of the creature. With the same quick movements he used with the other creatures, he laced the horse's neck tightly, and it fought back, snorting and whinning. Like a tug of war, he sinked his feet deep in the snow and began to reel the creature in. Boy, was it strong!
Lucky for him, the animal's struggling grew weaker before his own strenght ran low. Once he had a fair amount of rope left, he tied it to his waist quickly and, still holding part of it with one hand, he reached out for the other animals. Luckily, it stopped tugging so much, seeing his belly was starting to hurt fairly.
Once the reached the tree the goats and horses were, he untied the rope from his waist and laced it tightly around one of his arms. With the horse on one hand and the other's on the other hand, he started the trip back to Anathema.