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down to one last breath - Erebos - May 28, 2015 @Kajika [dohtml] Erebos was beginning to hate the body that he occupied. While he was a few years away from a natural death, his lifestyle had worn on his bones so thoroughly that he felt his age far more than he should. He had come a far ways from his previous temporary home, nearly able to enter the Relic Lore that he knew and so very close to the beloved Magnolia orchard that his brother had laid claim to years ago. It should have given him energy, but he knew better by now than to push his limits. If he kept pressing on, he'd wear himself far too thin and risk never making it back to Phineas' pack. As it was, he chose to take up residence among the bristled grass and valiant wildflowers, laying out in the open and absorbing the sun which bore down on the vast tundra. The heat felt wonderful against his thick skin, soaking deep into his aching, arthritic bones. His grizzled face was angle upward, and blazing eyes were softly closed in pure contentment as the pain slowly retreated. When it was once more bearable to the point that Erebos might consider moving again, another kind of ache crept up on him. A gurgle came from his stomach, and the man realized that he hadn't eaten in a few days. Now the hunger was attacking, demanding that he immediately fill his near-empty stomach. He opened his eyes to survey the area without moving his limbs, wondering what sort of little beasts might be scampering around that he could even catch in his state. A whimper escaped his maw as he realized he might have to travel farther just to find something that was enough of a guarantee to make it worth expending his energy. "I can't wait to be home and have all this self-sufficient bullshit behind me," the man grumbled, forcing his tired legs to left his thinning body once more. As much as Erebos hated pushing himself so, for at his core he was a rather lazy soul, he was determined that he would not die amongst strangers, much less alone. He had to make it back to his brothers. There wasn't a choice. RE: down to one last breath - Kajika - May 28, 2015 [dohtml]
RE: down to one last breath - Erebos - Jun 03, 2015 [dohtml] Consumed in expanding out each achy limb one by one, eyes pinched shut against the sunlight, he wasn't very much aware of his surroundings, and therefore the yearling was a lot closer to him before Erebos noticed than should make the older man feel comfortable. A muffled cracking was heard as he arched his back and shifted the worn bones within, but the stretching of his muscles and ligaments had injected a small burst of energy into his body and he felt a bit better. Kajika's words were faced only be the Argyris brother's ears as they swiveled to capture the sound. Meanwhile, those vibrant ruddy orange eyes continued to scan the tundra in search for any signs of prey. Yes, Kajika's approach should have concerned Erebos, but he was past posturing and fear in his advanced age. Really, he didn't give much of a damn what anyone did anymore, and somehow had still retained a sense of invincibility from his youth; not from his own body, for that he had already concluded would be his ruin. No, he felt impervious to the aggressions of others. After all, who would bother with a feeble old man? The boy seemed benign enough, requesting his company of all things. Finally, Erebos turned his dial to face this young man, appraising his health and demeanor. It took him a moment to decide whether or not he was worth expending what little energy it took to speak. "I don't make good company, boy," he leveled, only being completely honest with the stranger. "However, I could use yer help hunting if you'd like to split the gains." RE: down to one last breath - Kajika - Jun 04, 2015 [dohtml]
RE: down to one last breath - Erebos - Jun 19, 2015 i just want to let you know that your writing is very calming also i'm sorry you have the bad luck of meeting my unpleasant wolves rather than the nice ones xD; [dohtml] Erebos looked to the ground, a single paw rooting through the dirt as he focused on his sense of smell. There was hare around, though recently the varmints were proving far too alert and far too fast for him to snag. With their young they were increasingly vigilant, and often sounded the alarm before Erebos could even think of chasing. Perhaps though, he could lie in wait and Kajika could sneak up on some of the rascals, herding them straight into Erebos' jaws... The kid tittered something about any company being acceptable, and the older man had to disguise a scoff as a cough. If he were younger, he might've just made it his aim to prove the dirt-colored lad wrong. As the situation was, youthful and naive was exactly what he needed, so Erebos wasn't complaining... much. Looking over the kid once more, he settled on the plan that had been outlined in his previous thoughts. "Hare's 'bout all I c'n help ya with, but I think I've got a strategy. How 'bout you be the sneak, and I'll be the thief?" It really wasn't much of a question, for Erebos wasn't really giving Kajika an option. This was what he had decided on, and so the kid would either follow him or get left behind as the older man took off toward the smell of rabbit. His body hung low, legs bent so that he could crouch. It was an uncomfortable position, though not quite as insufferable as starving to death. "You get the jump on 'em, an' bring 'em to me," he instructed, speaking in a whisper now. "That's 'bout the best I'll be able ta do ta help ya." Re: - Spirit of Wildwood - Jun 19, 2015 There is a moose carcass that has been scavenged by coyotes nearby. +15 Health RE: down to one last breath - Kajika - Jun 21, 2015 Thanks and no worries, it makes Kajika's life interesting.
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RE: down to one last breath - Erebos - Jul 05, 2015 [dohtml]
NTS: 3/8 hunting posts, 7/15 total posts
Erebos gave little notice as to actually having heard Kajika's words. After all, assurance was no longer needed he thought, now that they had their plan of action properly bolted down. What little portion of his focus had been attending to the other male now consolidated with the rest of his sense's cynosure; that bustling warren. Continuing to creep along, Erebos chose each and every paw step carefully, angling his body this way and that so that the thick patches of scrub brush would shield his body from the warrens' many watchful eyes. They would only get one shot at this, and so the Arygyris was determined that they would be successful. Not only was his aching stomach urging him to hurry, but he simply did not have the patience for failure and the resulting time it would take to locate and pursue another hunt opportunity. Once he believed himself to be settled into the most prime position, he lowered himself completely to the ground to give his easily-exhausted muscles a break. If Kajika struck with the right amount of precision, they should funnel toward him. His fiery eyes watched for his hunting partner now, not wanting to miss his chance. When Kajika lunged from cover, he would tense his muscles once more and be prepared to snap up as much as he could. Hopefully, there would be enough to fill his belly as well as his own. While the younger man seemed exceptionally giving, Erebos didn't want to chance any arguments over portions. RE: down to one last breath - Kajika - Jul 09, 2015 [dohtml]
RE: down to one last breath - Erebos - Aug 11, 2015 [dohtml] Patience wore thin fast within the Argyris man, and as he lay in wait for Kajika to make his calculated move, he found himself growing irritated. It wasn't the boy's fault, of course. He was only doing as he should. Yet to an old man with a sour disposition and aching body, time seemed to slip by far too easily and this hunt of theirs was taking far too much of it. The ebbing flames that were his eyes had been focused ahead, scanning in only short intervals for the other wolf's movements. Now, they took broad sweeps, his mind almost bored by the waiting. Then, suddenly, everything was moving at once. Erebos nearly lept to his paws right then, but caught this mistake before it could be made and remained low to the ground. Now, however, his muscles were once again tensed, prepared for the action that would be needed of them at any moment. Eyes ablaze once more, they watched as the vermin were herded, unwittingly falling prey to their trap. When the timing was best, or at least as perceived by his weary mind, Erebos lashed out. His jaws closed around the hare that had been at the head of the fluffle, quickly ended its fast-sprinting life. He then immediately released the animal and struck out at another, but this time his fangs missed completely and to his horror they were all scattering and bounding away from him. Angered by this small failure, Erebos sprinted forward, chasing a group of three. Running was not something he really did anymore these days, yet he found himself pushing his weak legs to pump as fast as they would. Slowly but somewhat surely, he began to close the distance, determined that they would have, at the very least, two hares to split amongst themselves. |