the one that got away

Ghita Marino · 05-14-2011, 09:53 PM

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Ethereal Eclipse, at sundown. It doesn't give much to work with, I'm sorry! ;~;

There. It moved, in the shadows of the sunset. What she had traveled out of the territory for. A deer. A magnificent, agile doe grazed on bark and growing grass within the tangled forest of Ethereal Eclipse. Ghita grinned, ever so slightly. It hadn't taken long at all to find what she'd been looking for; she was certain that time would continue to give her plentiful prey for future necessity such as the festival she was so determined to give her family. Denali's death still hit hard, though they had all been healing. For the feast that she and Mati had discussed, she wanted venison, and that was the reason for her impromptu venture into the woods at sundown.

Apparently, it wasn't meant to be. As she took steps toward her prey, a snapping twig startled both her and the doe, and the latter darted into the thick foliage with its white tail all she could see. A string of loud and outraged curses, most in her native Italian tongue, flew through her jaws and into the air. She was angry. How could it have gotten away? It was in the perfect place, and she had been so careful! Apparently, it was not careful enough. She stood alone in the clearly, arms crossed beneath her chest as turquoise eyes glared daggers at the ground. Damn creature. How could it have gotten away?

Felix Tihomir · 05-14-2011, 10:18 PM

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Big Grin <3

The colors of the sanguine dawn matched that of his armor, tinted ever so slightly a bloody shade next to black. His own fur was only partially reddish, although Felix did not much mind. He spent much of his time in this wilderness hunting and honing his mastered skills. Bowhunting was the most he could do - killing other wolves was unnecessary at the moment. Food was a priority though, and that was what Felix was after. He found a rather easily attainable taste for deer, which he could hunt rather easily. Rabbit proved to be less food but more of a challenge for him. Deer was for survival and rabbit was for fun - among other game he saw fit to test against his accuracy. The darkness added another challenge, although it was actually easier for him to hunt at night rather than the day, since his dark apparel made it harder for him to be noticed and allowed him to blend in much more.

His prey was a simple deer, minding it's insignificant business in the forests. Felix had perched himself among the branches of a tree - the higher ground traditionally the home of a sniper. Felix watched carefully for more than just his prey, but others who sought the same prize as he did. The silent man didn't appreciate being interrupted, although a race to the prize was sometimes sought and accepted by the marksman. Now, he was stalking a deer, after making sure to line up his sights and account for the elements. He drew back his arrow, adjusting ever so slightly...

And there it was. The deer picked up its head and started off. Felix glared to the side, seeing a brown figure in the darkness nearby. Of course. Oh well, they didn't seem too keen on chasing after the deer. Felix was fine with that. With a slight huff, Felix drew back his bow quickly yet again, aiming far ahead the deer, accounting for its pace and his distance. Once he let go, he watched the arrow fly it's path, the deer running and running until it sadly met the black arrow. Through the head. The deer did not have to suffer - Felix had done an excellent job. The deer's body slammed against the ground lifelessly, spreading the leaves and dirt around it. Felix sighed and pulled his hood back, revealing the red-brown fur marking his head and face. He started his ascent down, holstering his bow and sliding down the trunk of the tree.

Ghita Marino · 05-14-2011, 11:23 PM

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Her blue eyes closed until an unfamiliar thwoosh broke the silence of the sundown forest. Turquoise shot open to see the white tail of her prey topple into the darkness; clearly, something had caused it to fall. Of course, if it wasn't going to run anymore, it would have been easy to pluck it from the ground. With an eagerness of a scavenger, she pressed forward; she went unaware of the creature hiding in the darkness, the hunter of her deceased catch. An obstacle in dragging the corpse back to her family in Crimson Dreams. Ghita was in no shape to win a fight for food, but her pride wouldn't allow her to deny it.

As she neared the body, she caught movement from the corner of her eye — something slid down the tree nearby and caused the Marino to stop and stare. In the shadows was a dark canine, the silhouette of an archer against the fading light. Her face contorted into a grimace of distaste. One foot was placed firmly against the torso of the animal, as if staking her claim on the body. It was clear what had killed it, as the arrow gave simple proof, but she was stubborn indeed. Her eyes narrowed and her arms crossed. "Go back up your little tree, friend."

Felix Tihomir · 05-15-2011, 12:24 AM

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felix is like ohfuck that XD

Actually having to fight over the deer wasn't what Felix had expected, seeing as the brown figure had stopped chasing after the deer once it had bolted. He thought that was that once he had shot the deer he was free to take his share from it right there, sitting among the carcass and feeding. However, it seemed the brown figure was curious at who shot the deer. Felix sighed, sliding down the bark until he reached the ground and saw the brown wolf seemingly taking a stand against him to claim the deer. "Go back up your little tree, friend." Felix wrinkled his nose and huffed at the brown wolf.

Taking a step forward, he leaned over the head of the deer, reaching down and roughly pulling the arrow from the deer's head. He looked at the wolf intensely, showing the wolf that he was the one that killed and rightfully had claim to the meat by flashing the black arrow to her. Then he held the shaft in a clenched fist and pounded on his chest, signifying his possession of the arrow and the deer. He huffed a second time, scratching at his cheek for a moment before placing the arrow back in his quiver.

Ghita Marino · 05-15-2011, 01:25 AM

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She was not impressed by the male who approached, though he seemed rather similar as far as color and build went. It simply wasn't a day to irritate Ghita. Her already narrowed turquoise eyes formed slits upon her face. His nose wrinkled and he let out a huff. Clawed fingers tapped at well-formed forearms impatiently; she wouldn't simply back down because he stepped forward, as that was certainly not her nature. Her pack wouldn't go hungry because of her physical disability. She wouldn't allow something so ridiculous as that to happen.

He didn't seem amused by her antics as he stepped forward, leaning over the deer to retrieve the arrow that had struck her prey down dead. A growl rose in her chest; he came far too close for her comfort. Pounding his chest, arrow in his fist, he tried to relay that it was his before putting the weapon back into his quiver. A snort of hot air escaped her nose. "No. Questo è il mio." She took one step closer to him, prepared to defend her claim with force if necessary.

Oh, she hoped it wouldn't be necessary.

Felix Tihomir · 05-16-2011, 12:15 PM

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Felix wasn't the type to fight a woman over a deer, especially since he was much better equipped and deadlier with his given tools. All he wanted was his deer, which he had killed and earned fair and square. She had actually growled at him when he retrieved his arrow. She seemed convinced the deer was hers. Who was she to deny him his own kill? Felix glared at the woman with green-grey eyes. She didn't seem very capable of overcoming him unarmed, even though he was shorter because of his mixed nature.

"Why?" A simple question came from his mouth. Surely the female would understand why he asked it and what it meant. Felix kept a hand by his belt, ready to draw a knife is necsessary. None of this was needed, all the woman needed to do was back off his kill and look for another to find her own.

Ghita Marino · 05-29-2011, 08:09 PM

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Sorry for the length & wait.

Why? It was a valid question on his part. Why wouldn't Ghita simply walk away? She had lost the hunt, she had been too slow, he deserved his kill. But in losing the deer, she had lost her pride; she was a hunter of Crimson Dreams, it was what she placed her heart into, and it was so rare that she would fail a hunt. The situation was certainly not in her favor, as he was armed and she clearly was not, but she was prepared to fight.

"It was mine first." She had no proof that he hadn't seen the kill before her, but she was firm in her belief that the deer had been caught in her turquoise gaze first; that did mean it was hers, did it not? Though she had not taken it down, she could have; it was the fault of her knee that she was incapable of chasing down the prey.

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