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Myrika is by Bobbi!
They were joined in no short order by a russet-furred coyote who offered his assistance. Myrika offered him a smile and nodded her head in response to his inquiry. The more canines they had, the easier their hunt would be. The faces around her were young, Myrika saw, but each was earnest and seemed willing to engage this task. Of course, this was as she'd hoped -- the red-furred woman didn't think the lazy teenagers of Inferni (if such existed) would respond to such calls. This was all for the better, she thought.
Although Myrika was a frequent hunter, her chosen prey was generally much smaller. She preferred hunting on her lonesome to hunting in groups, and she had gotten rather good at taking down rabbits and other small mammals around Inferni's territory. She was even capable of felling the occasional doe on her lonesome, depending on her form and sheer luck -- such occurrences were a rarity, more chance than effort or skill on Myrika's part. Her size proved advantageous while hunting larger prey, but she had yet to realize just how lowly her success rares were with rabbits and smaller mammals, regardless of her form -- they were simply too quick, and while she was able to fell them, it was perhaps more work than she might have had if she simply sought a young doe or otherwise handicapped deer -- the eating would be better, and the pelts, too.
Myrika was frequently slow to realize such things, however, and the answer she provided Wraith was simply indicative of this. Yeah, but usually smaller things. It's okay, though -- like Max says, there's four of us. A reindeer sounds, good, as well, the hybrid said. She took a moment to consider, and smiled, the tip of her dark-splotched tail wagging. Maybe if we could drive them to the lake, they'll fall through the ice? I'm sure there are rotten or weak spots, she offered, thinking it would make their time much easier -- if luck was exceptionally kind, they might even fell two animals in this way.
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