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Teme Lupus is by Alaine!

Stormbringer blue eyes widened and he sucked in a breath as Eclipse offered to give him a lesson. He knew his father had a bow and quiver of arrows, but he didn't think he'd ever seen him use it and thought it rather a large waste of a good hunting weapon. He found himself nodding eagerly, blue eyes shining with a much-repressed gratitude. She made an off-hand comment about how easy it was and Teme couldn't help the cocky grin that had washed over his lips- she'd issued a challenge it seemed to him and his answering grin was a whole-hearted acceptance. A lesson would be great... thank you. He offered in return before the pair moved to the door and out into the cold.


He was surprised, and rather impressed, to see how his cousin managed to keep up with him. She was a year older than he was, but he was an out-doors kind of wolf and had the high metabolism that gave him far too much energy. Still, he managed to reign himself back to run beside her- even if she could keep up with him, they didn't want to turn this into a competition, wear themselves out before they got to the hunt. Eclipse's enquiry was met with a secretive smile, the softest shake of his head that said he wasn't going to tell her. It wasn't out of a need to keep information from her- he just didn't have a name for the deep forest closer to the Commune than Jordheim.


We'll be there in a moment, be quiet! He teased, though there was a hint of seriousness that said they were in fact drawing close to the herd of elk that had been hanging around the north western borders for weeks now. His arms ached to lift him above the ground, the conceal himself within the trees to stalk. He didn't know why he preferred his aerial attack to a more terranian one, but he did. After a few short moments, he came to a jogging stop, casting around on the ground to find the most recent tracks. So, how do you want to do this? They aren't that far from here, probably resting in a thicket close... will the bow do? He asked, fingers itching to try the weapon out.

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