Ito orrar’sae

[senor_tortuga 692]

 

“Nature is inherently wild”

That statement pounds through the huntsgoth’s mind as he lays on the back of the wolf, listening to its heartbeat and panting as it bounds across the loose desert sands. Suddenly the beast stops in its tracks, leaning down to the ground and rubbing its nose in the sand. At this the huntsgoth lethargically rises from his resting position and surveys the land they are hunting on.

 

“Desert, sand, cactus, and more sand”

He huffs as he keeps his gaze fixed on a mirage off in the distance, the wavy air above the sand dancing about as the ground below holds its lake-esque look. The wolf looks up and starts to bound across the desert landscape once again with sand plastered across its nose and drool forming in the corner of its mouth. The huntsgoth pulls a long strand of handled bear sinew as well as a desert ironwood bow, while he does this, he looks down from the mirage for a while and strings the bow for use. But when he looks up there seems to be a figure off in the distance, slowly, moving across the mirage ‘lake’.

 

The huntsgoth rubs the back of the wolfs head as he pulls free an obsidian arrow from its quiver and his gaze fixed on the mirage. As they near the figure, the mirage dissipates and the beast catches sight of the duo bounding through the sands. The huntsgoth nocks the arrow and hits his heels against the wolf’s flank as the beast in the distance bounds away as well, finding cover behind a large dune. As the duo cuts the corner, the beast lashes out, catching the huntsgoth off guard and toppling him off the wolf, initiating the hunt.

 

As the huntsgoth scrambles in the sand, nocking the arrow once again the wolf and lion fight tooth and nail. The beast that they tracked down is a prideless lion, a young male but still a formidable foe. As the huntsgoth observes this, hedraws back the sinew strong and takes aim, heaving himself up from the sandy ground below as the wolf and lion battle.

 

“ern ceru chirr, laureh kathir!”

The huntsgoth shouts in broken elven as he releases the arrow towards the lion, the obsidian tip whistles through the air before making a soft thud as it sinks deep into the lion’s side, just below its front limb. The lion lets out a short and hoarse roar as the arrow makes impact; seeming to falter in its fight with the wolf.

 

With a show of might and fury the wolf takes the lion by the neck, biting down hard on its windpipe while the punctured flesh where the arrow stuck in pours forth a deep red ichor. As the lion is brought down by the wolf, the huntsgoth pulls forth a short obsidian dagger and finishes off the desert beast.

 

((This is the first of a few rp posts that I will put out in the next week or two, as you can see they are themed around hunting, +1 and comment :))

[devvy 1348]

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