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POSTED: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:20 am

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<b>(309)</b> This is a <b>non-mandatory</b> pack thread. Alyssum has discovered a herd of deer that wandered into their territory in the Sugarwoods, and is calling all who is able to come join in on the hunt! There is <b>no</b> posting order, so you can post out of turn. Let's get this started!
<p>The horse's hooves thundered against the ground as Alyssum and the mare flew away from the Fort and deep into the trees. It felt exciting to be traveling at such a fast pace again, but she knew that the speed could only be performed for so long before it was necessary to slow once more. Macbeth had came to her not too long ago, speaking of prospective game. <i>"Whole herd,"</i> the magpie had whistled in his strange accent that mixed with his twittery tongue, <i>"Wandered into territory, and stopped by small lake for drink last night. Macbeth thought they be gone by morning, but they still there."</i>

<p>Like any reasonable hunter, she was smart enough to seize this chance to hunt prey that was unsuspecting, and large in number. There was no hesitation as she gathered her bow and arrows, and explained the news to Antebellum, who was more pleased with the idea of being able to gallop for once than the actual hunting. In any case, both rider and horse tore their way past the trees and down trails that they ventured often, and only quelled their run when the woman was certain that the herd was no more than a mile away. A sound from above proved her assumptions right as the magpie hovered just above the trees for a moment to tell her the deer's exact location, and disappeared back into the distance.

<p>After sending off the mare with a few words, she stood in silence for a couple of moments as she shifted to her lupine form, just thinking. Then, she tilted her head and howled for her pack mates, though she was careful not to make her excited tone be mistaken for distress. After she made the call, she began to slowly walked the direction Macbeth had pointed her in, her steps sluggish as she waited for anyone to show up.
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POSTED: Mon Jul 16, 2012 1:27 am

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<p>Hadley had been working on making a safe section in the house and converting it into an area for the pups to play in. Sawdust littered his body, trying to make sure that there wasn't a single rough patch the pups could end up being injured on. There were toys he'd been making as well, but it wasn't enough. He couldn't make soft pelts for the pups to snuggle in, a good place for them to come and listen to stories and stay warm by their mother. He'd have to trade for that.<p>

His head lifted up at the call, listening to the tone. A hunt. Hadley's tail wagged, knowing that he could use the help in taking down some prey. He was a poor hunter, and could use all the food he could get to feed to his pregnant mate. Shifting into lupine form he loped over, his scarred form still ragged with muscle in appearance. He sat down next to Alyssum, looking over the herd. Whining a little he looked over to her, wondering what she would like him to do.</p>
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<p>It was taking Sidra quite a long time to get settled into Casa. She just couldn't accept the fact that there were others here that were willing to help her, be her family, and watch her back. Even so, she had her mind on them knowing she had to prove herself. It wasn't for them, but it was for her. Maybe if she could get them to see what she was worth, then her mind would be at east. Once she was able to think openly about her pack mates, she would be able to gain their trust and give her trust in return. Of course, it would always take longer for her to trust a man. But, in this case, she would try because the canines of Casa di Cavalieri were now her family. </p>

<p>The exotic colored hybrid had been secluded from her new family find it hard to be in their presence. She was new. An outcast as far as she was concerned. Only time and interaction with her pack mates would make her feel at home. Soloman was her greatest comfort here in Casa. He came here with her. He felt just as out of place as she did and she spent a great majority of her day sitting and talking with the stubborn horse. Sidra was constantly searching for something to do to make herself fit in more but no chances ever arose. Until, she heard a pack mates call sound and her ears perked forward to listen. The hyrbid's tail started to beat behind her as she realized this was a chance for her to earn some trust with her pack mates, a pack hunt.</p>

<p>With swiftness, she ran towards the howl with an overwhelming eagerness. She reached the spot within a matter of minutes, her slender legs carried her quickly through the pack lands. Once she got there her eyes fell upon Hadley and narrowed as she looked over to him. The one person who she knew hadn't trusted her enough to join Casa was standing here with her and would be hunting with her. Sidra wasn't particularly happy to be here with him, but she wouldn't make a big fuss. It was him, after all, who had submitted to her and acted so frightened. Sidra gathered herself, her posture proud as she gazed at the earthen colored canine. All she could do was form a half-ass, smug grin and raise her hand in a wave not wanting to speak to him at all. After that, her eyes fell upon the one who had summoned help. She was here and willing to help. Hunting was one of the thing she was good at. Secui form served her the best but there were other methods she could use. Whatever this woman needed to get the job done, she would do. Her stubborn ways missing from her person at this point in time.</p>

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<p>It was joy to the male's ears to hear a call for a hunt, he left Buck with the reluctant but capable hands of Roath. Aro still needed to spend more time with the male who was now his live in companion, but with all these female's in heat, it was driving Aro made and making him anxious. A pack hunt was a perfect distraction. Though as soon as Aro went to leave out the door, a thought came to him. It was going to be different, but hell, he had the Roath tag along, and shut Buck into the room. The deer wasn't happy, but had no choice in the matter, besides he was safe there. Getting Roath to down shift, he then did so. Aro was still not completely sure about trusting the mixed breed and it was obvious Roath wasn't sure about Aro. Perhaps it was all the kindness Aro gave. He hadn't had to yell at Roath much, or prove himself. </p>

<P>With his silent male in tow, Aro and him took off toward the call. Both running at racing speeds, Aro smiling over to Roath and all the male could do was look at Aro curiously. Aro just laughed some. Getting to the spot quickly, he slowed his eyes finding Sidra's and then noticing her looking almost glaring at Hadley. "Hey, what's going on?' He said ears alert, and head tilted. His question was pointed toward Sidra. The voiceless male coming up at Aro's side faithfully, making Aro almost swell inside. That was something he liked but he knew he couldn't keep Raoth under the term slave. It wasn't right. Looking over to the canine next to him, he found it was an opportunity to introduce Raoth to Sidra, "This is Roath, I got him from a trader, he's the slave I spoke of.." It was then when Aro looked to Roath, he saw the male glaring openly at Hadley. Aro's head rose high and his ears swiveled back some, "Roath?" </p>

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It had only been a couple of days since the stone ceremony for Regner and the pack had been in a bit of a slump with the loss of it’s beloved elder. With Reg gone it left Jazper as the eldest male of the pack, with only Neela matching him in age. To escape the territory for a short while Jazper had made his way into Halifax. He hadn’t really been looking for anything besides a change of scenery. Though he had enjoyed himself he found himself drawn back to the pack quickly enough. Without any Mani and the lack of a Luna the Knight was bound to his pack lands more an ever before. Although he trusted and loved his pack mates the territory needed an authority to make decisions if need be and for the time being he was the only authority.
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Only a short while after passing the boarders his ears perked and he turned his direction at Aly’s call. Traveling in his Halfling form the giant Sole made his way towards the making of a hunting party at a lazy jog. He arrived just in time to see Aro’s companion, a slave he had bought off someone and that Jazper assumed Aro was weaning into freedom, glaring at Hadley. The leader was particularly fond and protective of the nervous ex-slave as he had made leaps of progress since joining Casa. With annoyance the Knight placed his large body beside the brown hued carpenter, his golden eyes landing on Aro. It was a silent communication but Jazper knew it was clear that his son still had a lot of work to go when it came to Roath and that he would not tolerate such behavior.
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Turning his head past Hadley and towards Aly he simply waited for instruction. This was her hunt and the large coal male was more than happy to allow her to take command, she was a better hunter with her agile body while he struggled due to his mass slowing him down. His body language was dominant but only for the sake of blocking Hadley from feeling intimidated at all from Roath and subconsciously as a display to Aly herself of his power over the other males. He watched her carefully, his golden eyes soft.
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He wasn’t completely sure how he felt about the coymix but he certainly wanted to get to know her better. She knew how to take care of herself and had quickly stepped into the role of one the main providers for the pack, a role that Jazper respected as physical protection was available in the masses but with all the large canines they struggled to chase down the amount of prey needed to feed all of the large warriors. With Aly around everyone went to bed with food in their stomachs. Although she was not a motherly figure Jazper admired her ability to provide for his members and enjoyed what had become a routine of flirtatious, sarcastic and teasing chatter.
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<p>The spotted woman turned away from Hadley and back at the woman who would lead their hunt. It wasn't long before she heard another's approach. Sidra turned to see Aro walking towards her and she glanced at Hadley, giving him another short glare, and then back at the obsidian man before he spoke. A smile lit up her expression now that he was here. Oh, nothing really. Of course Aro was probably hoping to find out why she looked at Hadley the way she did, but she chose to ignore the question and keep her feelings to herself. Her eyes feel on the shy man who had followed Aro here and she gazed at him curiously. The man was glaring at Hadley just as she had been doing which had her tail swaying behind her. Sidra found herself warming up to the stranger already just by the way he treated the earthy canine who held no trust for her. Aro introduced Roath to her but he held no interest for her. Sidra pushed aside Roath's cold shoulder and stepped in front of him, smiling kindly at the shy man. Hi Roath. Aro has mentioned you, it's nice to finally meet you. I'm Sidra. </p>

<p>This freed slave was lucky he had the past he did otherwise Sidra would be treating him as coldly as she treated most other men. The hybird was unusually bubbly and welcoming to Roath and she hoped he'd warm up to her quickly. Eyes fell on Jazper when he entered the scene. Sidra's disposition didn't change much in the presence of the Alpha. Her ears pushed back some but that was about it. She wasn't used to submitting to anyone, but would quickly learn that it wouldn't help her inside a pack. Pride was something that was to be pushed aside in the presence of higher ups. Sidra stepped back next to Aro and looked to each of her pack members waiting for the hunt to start. She was eager to show her new family what she was capable of. Sidra gave Aro a playful bump with her shoulder and a charming smile before she settled down and put her eyes on the female before them all.</p>

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POSTED: Sun Jul 22, 2012 7:11 pm

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<b>(427)</b> Anyone else is free to join in after this post, so don't be afraid to jump in if you haven't already! :D You can assume that Alyssum addressed them as well when she spoke. I'll post once more in five days, and the actual action can begin!
<p>It was a couple of minutes until the first wolf appeared--the woman smiled brightly at Hadley as he sat down near her, and gave a silent nod of her head in greetings. She stood quietly as more of her pack members shuffled in, occasionally flashing a friendly grin whenever another came from the trees. She recognized Jazper as he entered the group, more by his size than any other factor, and gave a respectable a dip of her head to the Sole, but otherwise kept her somewhat authoritative posture. The woman was glad that he could make it, and while she was pleased that the Alpha was present for the hunt so that she and her pack mates could display their skills, she was more happy for his company than anything else.

<p>Once it seemed that the last wolf came that would be attending, she rose to her full height and waited a moment as some of canine spoke one another. She noted some tension between an unfamiliar male and Hadley, but was relieved when the Knight stood near the quiet man, and hoped that the man they called Roath would not cause any more disturbances.

<p>When they became quiet and the attention turned to her, she spoke clearly, though she did not lack any of her kind charm,<b>"Greetings, my friends. I have gathered you here so that we may take an opportunity that has been granted to us: a large herd of deer has come through the territory yesterday, and have rested overnight in our lands. They are unsuspecting, and it is the prefect chance to take one down."</b> She paused momentarily as she gestured to Jazper, Hadley, and herself, and continued, <b>"We shall alert the herd, and push them towards their left flank, where all of you--"</b> She moved her hands to Aro, his friend, and Sidra. <b>"--shall be waiting. We will be targeting a large stag; he is old with age, slow, but experienced for sure. I caution you all to be careful, but together we should be able to take him down smoothly.

<p>"If you don't have any questions, let's get into position before they get on the move."</b> With that, she stepped silently through the trees, and minutes later stood in the prime place to oppress the herd. She waited another moment so that the others on the other flank could get prepared, and glanced at her own in a quiet, questioning gaze, her tail beating behind her fiercely. When they and the others were ready, then the hunt can begin.
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OOC stuff: Sorry  that my post is late, ugh hope this is alright? I had work so yea...."



The plains wolf smiled, staring at the oceans of grass around her. The long grass came at her in waves, as if the wind had given the grass a life of its own. Ivy stumbled upon the fair sized meadow as she explored her new home. She rolled onto her back to stare at the endless sky above her- paws sticking up in the air. Her peppered fur was now clean, the smell of the creek mixing with the natural scent in her dry fur. The creek was small, but it had done its job perfectly fine. Sighing she watched as the clouds dart between the small branches that lined the meadow. The sounds of the forest was calming to the female, someone had mentioned that this was called the mysterious forest. She snorted at the thought. probably to scare the pups from venturing through here. She never was the one to be scared of the shadows. She watched as a bee hummed from flower to flower, it’s yellow back always bringing her back to the insect as she scoped the land around her. Standing Ivy left out a yawn and stretched out.

Icy eyes widened, she perked her ears to the southwest. A howl echoed through the trees, the tone was high and happy. Her tail began to wag. “A hunt?

She was excited, hunting was one of the few things she was really good at. But on the other hand she was nervous, more people. She shook the nervousness away; she would have to meet them eventually. Moreover, it seemed that the opportunity was sooner rather than later. “Maybe I’ll m-make a friend or t-two.”

The female moved towards the call, regrettably looking back at the meadow. She would have to remember this place for a little night watching maybe. She loped through the forest, maneuvering her way through the brush. After the call, the forest had gone eerily silent, her ears were swiveling for any sound that didn’t belong. She slowed down into a trot as the female heard voices. She paused before coming out of the brush. She obviously was not the first to answer the call. She was one that was late to the group.

She cursed silently in her mind before moving in behind the few. She was startled to find Alyssum the one to be the lead of the party. She looked down at the feet and then back up.

Alyssum was what Ivy could be trusted. And now Aly was the one who needed her to earn it.

The other had vanished into the trees before she could say hello. She was now left with the others. Her eyes shifted from the luperci and then ahead. They didn’t seem to notice her yet, she felt the heaviness in her stomach again as she opened her mouth. She shivered but stood a little straighter. Her voice was almost a whisper, she didn't want to alert the prey by accident. “H-Hello everyone, I-I’m Ivy H-Havoc.I will be h-hunting with you today, I apologize for my t-tardiness.”

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Raoth moved closer to Aro, his stance protective. He saw the larger male as a threat, not caring for that. He didn't know Hadley, as he'd been taken in by Amy after Hadley had been sold, but he certainly recognized her knife work. Very hard to ignore. He hated that this male was clearly free, though he found himself not caring that he was attached to Aro. He rather liked the man, and would do anything for him. Even if most of the time he acted rather grudging about it. He felt exposed in his lupine form, wanting to lash out at Aro for making him shift into that. He ignored that feeling, as attacking Aro was the last thing he would do. Hunting would probably be better. He glanced at Aro, shaking his head and stepping a touch closer again. Even if Aro did decide to hit him for being too close, it was better than not being with him. He ignored the outstretch from Sidra.

Hadley listened as Aly explained how they would take down the deer. It was a good opportunity, as nervous as Sidra's presence made him. He still didn't fully trust her, and had reverted back to being jumpy when anyone came too close. The glare from the silent coyote confused Hadley, ears flattening as he stepped back. He didn't know this canine, and he was very intimidating. Even with his diminished height there was no mistaking the dominant stance. It was better when the subject moved off of that onto better things. His tail wagged softly behind him as she spoke. He could drive the deer. He could handle that part perfectly fine.

Moving into the trees he studied the herd, looking for the one Alyssum had spoken about. Picking out the large stag he measured it's age. As old as Regner, if not as close to death. Well, not in the way the wolf had been. He crouched down, slowly fanning out. Alyssum had picked the best position to be driving the deer from, but he could certainly support her, moving to the right side of the herd. From there he could help them cut off the deer. Now all he needed was the signal to start, and he would have a meal to bring home for Isa.

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Ready to go the Knight listened eagerly to the smaller coymix, making a mental map of what she wanted to do. It was smart to split up the larger members, using half of them for intimidation and pushing while saving the others to push against the herd. He would have to be careful to keep to one of the sides of the herd in order to make sure they didn’t split off to the sides but he was sure they would be able to take down a fair sized buck with their numbers. His ears twitched around, listening to the others conversations as Aly started to sneak away. Taking a step to follow her he stopped momentarily to make sure that everyone else had settled into their duties.
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It was then that the final female arrived. Her introduction was shaky but he smiled at her with reassuring eyes. “Why don’t you stick close by Aro. He’ll fill you in.” Using his muzzle to point out his son he crouched down low and followed after the huntress and healer. It surprised him honestly that Hadley had chosen to join them but it was certainly an encouraging sign. Taking to the other side of Aly the large Sole’s golden eyes scanned the herd upwind from them, the scent making his mouth water in anticipation. He remained as still as possible, following Aly’s eyes to find the old stage she had spoken about. In a low whisper he spoke, <b style="color: #FFFFFF;">“Ready when you are boss.”</b> He would follow her lead for now but it would be polite for the Alpha to have the say as to who got the first bite. Perhaps he would see to it that the pelt was removed neatly before wolf jaws spoiled it.



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<p>Before Aro could figure out why Raoth had given Hadley the look, his father showed. Even though the Knight leader didn't growl, or snap at him, the stare made Aro feel a hot cold flash run through him. The black and white man tried to pretend that he didn't feel like he was in trouble, he merely straightened up and bumped the side of Raoth and moved his body between the coyote and his father, making Raoth face away from the two, "Let's focus on the hunt, I'm sure it will be a great experience for you.." He gave a light and charming smile to the gray coyote. </p>

<p>Focusing himself on the coyote, it allowed Aro not to over think if father's stare. It wasn't a glare, or anything like that. It was just a look of 'get your man under control'. Still, Aro, no matter how old he got, never wanted to disappoint, upset, or dishonor his father. He strove to make the Knight proud, honored, and happy. </p>

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POSTED: Sat Aug 18, 2012 4:02 pm

The glance that was shot towards Aro just irritated Raoth even more. No one pushed around his master. If this male tried to harm Aro, Raoth's jaws would find their way to his throat. A closer sniff revealed that it was Aro's father, the coyote storing that knowledge away. Well, maybe he wouldn't tear out his throat. Maybe he wouldn't push him around. Raoth still didn't like it. The movement brought his attention back, watching Aro move.

A great experience. Right. Raoth had never hunted with a group before. It had always been just him on his own. That didn't mean he was a child. He looked back as the female who'd called brought their attention around, shifting so that he could see what was going on. Nodding his head Raoth searched for a good place to wait. How did one go about taking down a deer? Well, he wasn't about to ask. He'd just strike the same way he did with a rabbit. That had to work.

POSTED: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:29 pm

[i]word count: 270[. sorry its so short./i]

Ivy glanced at the others, an older one looked at her with kind eyes. When he nodded towards the other wolf- his son, she gave him a smile. She began to mentally mapping out the landscape around her as she headed over to the wolf called Aro. There was a small smile on her face as she examined the other. He was focused on another, this one a coyote who seemed to be very protective other the other. The female stood a little apart from the two and looked ahead.

Her mind quickly went to the hunt as she scanned the buck that they had targeted for the kill. She was never good at taking down deer on her own but with speed and surprise on her side and not to mention the rest of the hunting party it should be fairly easy. Her tail twitched, ears settling back in concentration. Ivy was scanning through the other deer- assessing which would be easiest to take down, how to drive the others from the buck. Her mind began to calculate the statistics of success of not only taking down the buck but also maybe taking down a deer that was slower than the rest. Variables were always present but easy to overcome.

She began to shift her weight from one side to another; head tilted to the side. It had been a while since she had hunted with others, the etiquette was rusty but she was sure she could handle it. She rolled her joints and stretched out her muscles as she eyed the herd ahead of them.

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