M-I am a master at this game
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Itzal had gotten very little sleep last night. It had been late by the time Rio had taken him to her house and they had gotten done talking. Then Itzal had a hard time relaxing enough in the unfamiliar house to fall asleep. In total he had slept about three hours until he had risen from sleep to go out and wait for the elk. And it had been embarrassing this morning when he was trying to figure out how to open the door. It had taken him some time to realize that he had to unlock the door and a little bit more time to realize how to unlock it.

But in the end he had succeeded. He had gone outside of Halifax a little ways and tracked the sent of some elk in Secui form. Then he had waited until he felt the time was right and then he had gone after a medium sized elk that was a little bit away from the other elk. He had slammed into it before it knew what was happening and slit it's throat before it even made a sound. Then the other elk scattered and Itzal dragged the Elk off some. Then he shook off, licking the blood from his fur and licking up the blood that was pouring from its throat. Then he grabbed it and dragged it all the way back to Rio's house. When he reached the steps he pulled it off to the side and shifted back into Optime form.

Itzal stretched and sighed, looking the elk over. He figured he would need Rio's help from here. He walked up the steps and into the house. He walked over to the couch and picked up his torn up jeans. They were worn and rugged because Itzal had worn them for a while now. But still he loved them. He slipped them on, having taken them off so he wouldn't rip them or have to carry them in Secui form. Then he walked up the stairs and knocked on one of the doors closest to the couch. He hoped this one belonged to Rio but he had no way of knowing if it was. "Rio? You up in there? I got the elk outside. I could use some help." He didn't feel bad asking for help, since she had offered it. He figured you didn't offer something unless you were willing to give it. So now he waited to see if she came to the door.


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