[m] Some of them want to abuse you
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Bah, i suck at starting. Asleep by a large tree trunk, crows are likely to caw when someone approaches them so feel free to pp if you want ^^ And yeah... Marilyn Manson lyrics for the thread title xD
Okay if we forward date this to the 15th March? / +411!


With each heavy breath his shoulder shook, his chest raising and falling in quick succession as he tried to catch his breath. Leaning back he relaxed into the thick trunk of the tree, titling his head back so that he stared up into the branches and leaves that towered above him. At the start it had seemed like a good idea, the deer appeared to be limping and was on it's own; easy prey and more food for the pack stores. After several hours of tracking and chasing after it he knew he should probably have let it go and returned back to the caves and continued on with the day, but the fact that the deer had seemingly managed to outsmart him grinded upon the newly appointed Angelo's nerves and his pride refused for him to let the pest get away. Calling upon Chiya, Beyaz and Zetsubou he had worked with the three crows to track the lone stag through the neutral territories right up to the border between the Dampwoods and Arachena's revenge.

Eventually he had succeeded in taking the stag down, only have a small knick on his left thigh, but otherwise he was in one piece and completely exhausted. A few paces before him lay the dead stag, a beast of one in the Angelo's opinion and he wasn't looking forward to dragging it all the way back to the pack stores; he'd already decided to leave it within Thackary Village stores over the caves for they were closer to the borders, but the distance was still a pain to drag his kill over. Gradually his breath began to even out but his legs and arms still complained from the hunt, with the sun still up there was no rush to head home and so he made the decision to linger and sleep awhile before heading back; not that it was a hard choice to make.

Unlike usual, he wore nothing and was completely unarmed; having tracked the deer in his secui form he'd left his belongings back within pack lands where he was somewhat sure they wouldn't be stolen. Not that being unarmed bothered him, for he wasn't exactly some push over in hand to hand combat. Releasing a long breath he signalled quickly for the three crows to watch the area around him, enforcing the order with low speech to insure they understood their task and with that he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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