Gonna get me a 10 point buck with 11" tines

Niernan Stormbringer · 03-02-2012, 11:16 AM

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Around midday on the 22nd of February, deep in the sugarwoods, Optime then Secui form. / 599 words

The sun had woken Niernan, the bright light filtering through the sparse foliage that adorned the trees at the edge of the road where they had camped. His fur was pleasently warm and he felt that he could very easily go back to sleep, yet upon checking the suns location in the sky he leapt to his foot paws, letting out a quiet but high pitched yelp of shock. The sun was high in the sky, almost directly above him. How had he slept until midday?

His mind wandered back to the previous nights events and he then realised why he had slept so late; Saul and the two brothers had talked very late into the night, and indeed the hours of early morning had crept up on them as they had chatted, leaving them all exhausted and falling asleep where they sat. As he remembered his cousin with fondness he recalled one of the last things that they had discussed. His hand paw groped at his throat and he felt the warm, smooth wood of the carved otter that Saul had given him, the rough leather of the thong that it hung from easily hidden in his rough, scruffy mane. He grinned as he examined the small otter once more, very pleased with his gift.

A mew at his feet and the gentle sensation of a furry being winding itself through his legs alerted him to the fact that Ciaran was awake. Nier crouched and fussed his cat, noticing the small remnants of mouse fur around Ciarans mouth, reminding him that he hadn't eaten since last nights boar bacon. His stomach chose that moment to rumble loudly, confirming his hunger. He gave Ciaran one last fuss before straightening up and shaking out his fur, he glanced over to his still sleeping brother and then back down to Ciaran. I won't wake Bran, keep an eye on him Ciaran, I'll bring back food.

Nier unbuttoned his pale grey shorts, allowing them to pool on the floor, before stepping out of them and falling to all fours. The change between his forms was seamless, his body changing to his large Secui form, the leather thong around his neck tightening slightly, but not enough to strangle him. He shook again, settling the cord to a more comfortable position and puffing his neck fur up for a brief moment before it settled back to its wild spikes.

He gave ciaran one last look, his azure eyes meeting Ciarans green-grey before he set off at a lope into the thick undergrowth and tree cover of the woods. He dodged the thick boles of the trees, flitting like a shadow in the half light. He stopped and pricked his ears at the sound of a large creature moving through the undergrowth. He raised his nose to the wind and scented deer, the musky odour of wild ungulate almost assaulted his sensitive nose, the deer must be very close. He sank into a hunting crouch and moved silently through the brush, sticking to the shadows, his dark pelt blending him into the blackness at the base of the trees.

He stopped beneath an Ironwood and huddled against the bark as he stared down into a small, well lit clearing. The sun shone through the canopy and highlighted an area of the forest floor where a large Whitetail buck was rooting through the leaf litter, snuffling away the leaves, revealing a small crop of wild mushrooms. Niernans bright blue eyes focussed on the deer, and all of his muscles tensed ready for the leap that would bring him to the deer.

Oak · 03-02-2012, 11:46 AM

[html] thanks for starting, figured Oak could come from the opposite direction and scare the deer towards Niernan?

Beyond the world of the Dreaming pack Oak roamed. He had been tracking the deer for some time, ever since a few miles outside the borders of his brothers pack Cour des Miracles, and though his legs yearned for rest his mind told them that they all were close to the end. He had traveled so far, the scent of the deer lingering in his nose for hours the Dreamer wished nothing more then to enjoy his kill and head back to the Manor.

Black sooty paws walked with great care, making sure to be as quiet as possible. The lupus formed beast was agile and swift, the fox-ish hue of his coat making him look to a glancing passer bier like a giant swift-footed fox rather then a wolf. But there was nothing foxy about his shape, and he honed in on the scent like a masterful big game hunter might.

The trail was growing, the scent gathering to a central position and he knew that he was close. Oak rounded a fallen tree trunk and caught the glimpse of the deer. The buck was an older beast, his rack perhaps something to boast about in the keeping of antlers. But it was the meat that would do well inside his gut, and he would be able to bring some back to the pack.

He was upwind, an unfortunate occurrence, but the male would take the chance for he was so close and the deer seemed to be preoccupied. Oak grew close, stalking just beyond the clearing. But then, his agility faltered and his paw cracked a thick dry branch. The break echoed through the wood, and in the same second Oak sprang and the deer’s head rose and turned away from the advancing Dreamer.

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Niernan Stormbringer · 03-02-2012, 07:23 PM

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Sounds like a plan to me Smile

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Niernan had already begun his leap as he heard the loud crack of the dry branch snapping. He automatically took his eyes off of the Whitetail to catch the flash of russet and dark fur of another wolf leaping at the buck. The prey animal had ignored the noise to stare at Niernan as he flew through the air and for a brief moment the animal froze before making the fatal decision to try and get past his large form. It exploded from its frozen state and lunged towards Nier, for a terrifying second all the black and tan wolf could see was sharp tines heading towards his face. A slower wolf would have gotten themselves gored, but with some amazing midair manoeuvring he managed to twist his body away from the animals deadly charge.

Niernan crash landed on the floor of the clearing, decimating the crop of mushrooms that the deer had been about to devour, before he picked himself up and shook leaf litter from his fur. He turned on the spot to face the startled buck, his front paws set wide apart and his hind legs already tensing for the next leap. He shot a glance over at the foxy coloured wolf that was now not too far from him, in that brief glance he realised that this wolf had most likely been tracking this deer. He could see it in the males face and the way he held his slightly fatigued body.

Nier's mind raced, could he let this buck go? It was a large animal and would certainly feed the both of them, but he also had Bran to think about, and maybe this stranger had family or pack to feed. Yet in the briefest of moments all of his thoughts flew from his racing mind as the rank stink of fear washed over him from the Whitetail. His head snapped back down into his hunters crouch and he began a slow circle around the deer, trying to cut off an escape route. He didn't care now who killed the deer, as long as the hunt was complete. In all honesty Niernan was happy to hunt alone, but happier when hunting with others, especially if they worked well together.

His azure eyes never once left the buck, evaluating every little movement the ungulate made, he noticed that the animal couldn't decide whether to keep an eye on his huge form or the slightly smaller form of the russet wolf on the other side of it. He also noted how it made panicked looks at the edges of the clearing, scouting out an escape route. Niernan puffed out a harsh blast of air from his nostrils making the highly strung animal jump in fright. He ceased his circling and raised his head to look the buck dead in the eye, daring the animal to move while also giving the other wolf an opportunity to make a move.

Oak · 03-05-2012, 12:11 PM

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There was an odd hesitation in the deer’s step. It halted, and Oak could hardly stop his advance on the prey creature to watch the interesting display. It was a courageous beast, pausing instead of running away, but it did not take Oak more then a moment to see the large dark wolf that stood in the buck’s path. The Dreamer hesitated himself, finding this a new situation and his actions were unpracticed in the sort. But there was instinct that filled in his unknowing mind, and the heavy wolf blood that circulated through him told the red tinged male to work with and not against what fate had provided.

The attention off his own form, he made his moved with haste and experience. The tree-names male did not hesitate again, and took the moment of advantage to spring at the buck’s vulnerable neck. He bounded forward, his average size giving him speed and agility. Teeth struck flesh, and strong jaws clung to the hide. Piercing the buck’s skin drew a more ordinary reaction, and the deer lunged forward in an attempt to get away. Whether or not the other wolf stood in it’s way.

It was not a fatal blow, but his hold was strong and he did not loose his grip as the buck attempted to dash away with the wolf dangling and trying to drag it down.

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Niernan Stormbringer · 03-06-2012, 12:22 PM

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Woooo /

Niernan wagged his tail twice in appreciation as he watched the smaller, but brave wolf fly at the bucks throat. His azure eyes widened slightly as the wolf latched on and sent the buck careening towards him once again; Niernan was impressed with the wolfs strength. He suddenly realised that the buck was thundering towards him and he neatly and swiftly sidestepped the animal, launching himself at the animals flank, digging long teeth and sharp claws into the thin pelt and heavy muscle.

The larger wolfs weight made the deer stumble. Nier felt the bucks back legs begin to give out but the majestic animal steeled itself and tried to shake the dark wolf from his rump with a few violent bucks. Niernan simply tightened his hold on the deer, locking his jaws and curling his claws in until they hooked under the skin of the Whitetail. He heard the animal grunt in pain as his claws buried themselves in the well muscled rump. Niernan planted his hind paws on the forest floor and attempted to halt the deers mad charge by throwing his weight downwards, the deer stalled and let out a feeble bray; it was weakening, the wolves were winning!

Small growls of excitement began to rip from Niernans throat; he could tell that the kill was close. The scent of fresh blood in the air stirred his thick, black and brown tail to wag while the taste of blood leaking into his maw made his pupils dilate and saliva to drip from the sides of his mouth.

Oak · 03-07-2012, 10:54 AM

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Adrenalin flowed through the male. The most natural high that Oak had ever experienced always came from the hunt. It helped him to sink his teeth further, the taste of blood clearing his mind and causing his actions to be faster, sharper. The beast jolted, showed in its pace and Oak knew that the shadow hued wolf had joined him in the take down. Thick neck muscles twisted, ripping from the deer’s neck as the creature reached the ground. It’s hind legs were giving in and caused the beast to fall. Oak’s paws touched the ground, but only for a few powerful steps. He lounged at the deer’s neck once again. This time it was closer to the buck’s jaw and at the softest of places. A loud cry squealed from the deer’s lips as he clamped down.

Front hoofs kicked, grazing the Dreamer’s side. It would leave a bruise, but the blow was far from deterring and Oak held strong as he tried to choke the life from the beast. Pain in his side would be felt much later in the day, red fur flew as the beast fought for a moment more with the living.

Neither wolves could except the buck to give in easily. It was not a straggler, not a sickly creature in the back of the herd. He was a prize, living and outwitting hunters for many years. His offspring littered the forest and beyond, battles for harems won time and time again. But the Dreaming male felt the panic, smelled the fear and they all knew that his time was close.

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Niernan Stormbringer · 03-08-2012, 06:09 PM

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Let's take this buck down, lol. Also, apologies for tiny post, plot bunnies have escaped and are now running free. /

Niernan growled with excitement as the deer squealed in pain and distress. He respected the fight that the fine animal was putting up, but he was starting to get nervous of the powerful back legs that could so easily internally bruise him. He was aware that the deer had already lashed out at the russet wolf attached to the deers soft throat.

He steeled himself and locked his jaw before violently twisting his head and pulling against the rump with his large paws. The bucks back legs gave out beneath the sudden onslaught and he brought it to the ground, where it gave into its exhaustion and allowed the two wolves to hold it until it died.

Nier felt the life start to slowly leave the buck, the smell of fear intoxicating him and muddling his head. His tight hold onto the bucks rump started to loosen and gave the open and freely bleeding wounds a few appreciative licks, tasting the beautifully rich blood. He raised his eyes from the uniform tan of the bucks back to look at his hunting companion, still doggedly holding on to the deers throat.

Oak · 03-09-2012, 12:30 PM

[html]plot bunnies?? i want one! XD

It stumbled, front legs giving way as the oxygenated blood decreased in its thinning veins. The buck’s chest hit the ground, thankfully falling away from Oak’s jaws rather then onto him. The red wolf didn’t let go, but moved with the beast and hit the ground, a few paws catching him. The deer’s breaths were ragged, uneven and then stopped all together. Oak held on, refusing to let go until he was certain that the beast was good and dead. He waited for the deer passed into the afterlife, and then he waited even longer. Muscles ached as they relaxed. Tension bled from him so quickly that he felt the fatigue hit him with a dull ache. Finally he retracted his teeth from the flesh, blood whipped from the back of his teeth by a hunger tongue. He stood a paw step taken to stand above the head of the buck. Blue eyes looked at the other male, wondering what it was that should do now. He did not wish to fight for rights to feed, and take a small measure back to Crimson Dreams.

He was quiet, his form level and not domineering. Oak took a few breaths. Eyes turning back to the bloody neck he had just detached from. Well done. he spoke, finally.

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Niernan Stormbringer · 03-11-2012, 11:45 AM

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Aww, Niernan's so polite. /

Niernan pulled away from deer, uncurling his claws from the deceased animals rump. He stood and heaved a heavy sigh of relief and happiness, his tail wagging of its own accord. He licked his blood stained chops and let his tongue loll from his mouth as he started to show his exhaustion from the hunt by panting slowly.

His ears pricked up and he remembered that there was another wolf in the clearing as that other wolfs voice reached him. A young male voice, not unpleasant to listen to, came across the clearing and the dead deers body. Nier chuckled quietly, Well done to you my friend, you are an excellent and determined hunter. Respect shone in Niernans eyes for the smaller wolf.

Niers smile slowly slid off of his face and he sat quietly next to the buck, he attempted not to show any weakness or dominance in his actions, placing his tail by his side and not sitting up too straight. He avoided direct eye contact and instead stared at the other wolfs ear, almost stressing that he did not want to challenge the other wolf. I don't want to steal your kill, and we can't say that I helped all that much, but I would like to at least feed myself and take a little meat back to my brother. Surely that would be fair? He kept his Irish accented voice level and mellow, an appeasing smile on his face. He flicked his azure eyes to the other males blues to try and gauge his thoughts before quickly looking back to the ever so fascinating ear.

Oak · 03-14-2012, 11:26 AM

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There was a great uncertainty that lingered in the silence between his words and the response of the dark wolf. Blue eyes looked to a similar hue, waiting and watching. Any wolf could be quite dominant and territorial over a fresh kill. He wondered if the other wolf would attempt to run him off. But more importantly, he needed to decide if he was ready to stand for the buck or give it away. Oak was strong willed, and he would fight the larger male if necessary.

It wasn’t though. The stranger gave his own congratulations and there was a change in his gaze. Oak relaxed, finding no foul play in the tone or words. The dark male even took a calm position and sat. The next words were surprising, and the accented male spoke his meek wishes. The Dreamer moved from defensive to cordial in a mere second, That buck would have dragged me half way through the woods. You weighed’m down. He gave the other male a smile.

There is enough for us both, and many more. Oak glanced at the deer, stomach grumbling intensely.

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Niernan Stormbringer · 03-15-2012, 06:33 AM

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The coiled springs of muscle in his large hind legs relaxed; he no longer needed to be ready for a scrap. He smiled easily at the other wolf, genuinely happy about the situation. Thank you my friend. Shall we get started? Niernan stood and shook out his fur, settling it back into a comfortable position.

Oh, by the way, I'm Niernan Stormbringer. It was a pleasure to hunt with you. He waited for the other wolf to introduce himself, while also waiting for the russet creature to start feeding as he would feel rude chomping away on a kill someone else made before they had a chance to feed. While he was waiting his mind wandered to how he was going to get the meat back to his brother and his cat; would he have to shift and use his bag? Or would he be able to carry enough in his maw? He shrugged his shoulders and continued to gaze at the other wolf.

Oak · 03-20-2012, 02:15 PM

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Oak nodded, a smile on his own face as the other male spoke. There was a great relief in both of them, not having to fight over the meal they had just killed. It was enough work bringing the buck to the ground; Oak did not wish to fight again. I’m Oak, of Crimson Dreams. He replied, happy to have made a new acquaintance.

The pair dove into the hide of the buck. Oak moved only a bit away from the open neck and worked to free the contents of the chest and ribcage. It fell into the haze of the feed, and felt the joy of accomplishment and of the feast. There were few things more fulfilling then stuffing his face with a fresh meat, and he enjoyed it with trust that the other male would take his fill and there would be no scuffle.

Once the Dreamer had gorged himself it was almost impossible for him to rise to his legs. The workout was settling into his muscles and with the new weight of his belly his found it hard to stand. Willing legs to work the russet wolf took a few steps from the open beast and laid down to digest.

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Niernan Stormbringer · 03-21-2012, 04:52 PM

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I feel that this is coming to an end soon. /

The dark wolf nimbly leapt over the carcass and buried his head in the paunch of the deceased deers stomach. He ripped at the flesh, easily tearing himself a hole through which he could feed. He tore strips of meat away from the bone and sinew and snapped them down hardly chewing anything at all.

His sensitive nose was almost stuffed with the overpowering scent of fresh blood, but he recoiled as the sensitive pad of flesh came into contact with the slimy and distended stomach of the deer. The bitter odour of half digested vegetation raised an urge to gag within him. He held it back and shifted the offensive organ away from his area of feasting before delving back in and tearing savagely at the tender meat around the ribs.

Niers tail wagged and he gave a small growl of approval as he came across the liver. He tugged the large organ out of the carcass and pulled at half of the strong smelling organ, gulping down small chunks. The large, brown organ slid down his throat a treat and settled in his swollen belly. The tan pointed wolf smiled to himself and licked his lips, cleaning them of blood and gore. He sighed contentedly and sank gently to the forest floor, laying his head on his paws and closing his azure eyes for a moment. Niernan was happy; he had food in his belly, he was warm and it was peaceful. It seemed that his companion was not one for conversation and Nier was fine with that. Part of the reason he'd come hunting was to avoid Bran's constant chatter. He rolled onto his side and allowed his food to settle, his stomach grumbling quietly as he started to digest his food. Again, the thought of taking food back to his brother and cat floated idly across his mind.

Niernan Stormbringer · 04-06-2012, 04:34 AM

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Thought I'd finish it, seeing as this was dragging on a bit.

Niernan strode confidently through the thinning tree cover, he smiled softly to himself as he thought back over the days events; he had enjoyed the hunt and the heavy feeling of fresh meat in his belly. The nap after the meal was welcome too, he had settled down across the clearing from his new acquaintance, Oak, both sleeping off the large meal.

Upon waking from his nap he had found Oak still asleep and he had decided not to wait for the other to wake. He had shifted to Optime and had set about taking enough to feed him and his companions for a couple of days. He had cut the corpse precisely, slicing off flesh, fat and deep meat. He left a considerable amount for Oak to take with him.

As he broke through the tree cover he patted the bag that bumped against his side, laden with his posessions, and in a separate pocket the packets of meat that he had carefully wrapped in the deers hide. In his left hand he held the only trophy he had taken from the kill; one heavy, branching antler. He had carefully removed the antler from the deer, thinking that it may come in useful, especially after he had drawn and written about it in his journal.

He raied the antler as he came to his and Brans camp, hailing his brother and Ciaran, the cat ran to him and clambered up to his shoulder, nuzzling against his face. My hunt was successful, We've got meat for a couple of days. He grinned at his brother and wagged his dark, plumed tail.

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