A Hunting we will go

Nov 17th, 2012 02:14 AM

The wind was blowing through Digger's hair as he drove his bike down the back roads. He was heading toward Stone Lakes National Wildlife Refuge. He looked to the pack as the road, Chaplin on his fatty three wheeler riding next to him. Its times like this he loves what he does. Riding with a pack, the sound of wind and pipes, the smells of the wilderness and exhaust, all good things.

Digger pulled off of hood franklin road and gave a wave to those behind him as they head toward the parking area. He wasn't about to go gravel riding on his bike. He was figuring that the parking area would be deserted by now. If not... well... it wouldn't be hard to get rid of them.

**John Holt** · Nov 17th, 2012 08:12 AM

Following beside Digger on his trike, Chaplain had quite the content look on his face. Their pack had another prospect, they had began work on a second den, and he'd met a certain someone that had opened his eyes in a way he'd never considered before. So much so, it had actually strengthened his bond with Mother Luna, which was only a good thing in the Ithaeur's mind.

Following Digger into the parking area, Chaplain pulled up and switched off the engine, looking around, scouting the area as they all arrived.

Perception 1 suxx

Nov 19th, 2012 02:39 PM

Digger dismounts his bike and looks back to the rest of his pack. It seems a couple were lagging behind. Hopefully no one was having any troubles.

Dale Hunt Jag Skaald , Swift Xander

**Swift** · Nov 19th, 2012 03:10 PM

Skaald pulls his bike up to a stop and kicks the stand down, letting the engine die. He's wearing a big old grin on his face, clearly eager to begin the hunt. "Got anything in particular in mind, Digger? Or are we gonna chase rabbits and squirrels until something larger crosses our path?"

**Dale Hunt** · Nov 19th, 2012 03:28 PM

Dale pulled up next to Skaald in his own bike, killing off the engine and leaping off the chopper. "Rabbits and squirrels?" he asked, raise an eyebrow at the Ritemaster's words. "Fuck that noise!" The Rahu let out a deep bout of laughter after those words, shaking his head slightly. "If we going hunting, let's go for something big," he said to his pack as he took a quick look around the area. "I need a fucking challenge, ya know?" A shit-eating grin formed on his lips as he said those last words.

"You think any grizzlies roam around these areas?"

2 suxx Perception

Nov 20th, 2012 02:41 AM

"We are going for a Buck, or a Bear if we can find one. We gotta make sure that the new guy can hang. Speaking of which, where is he?" Digger looked around, "He does know how to drive a stick doesn't he?" Digger asked.

**John Holt** · Nov 20th, 2012 03:46 PM

"Something big would be good," Chaplain added as he stood nearby. "We need to learn to work and hunt as a unit."

**Xander** · Nov 20th, 2012 05:30 PM

Anthony finally brought up the rear. He had never driven a truck before, or driven a stick. After finally arriving on scene he manages to park the truck without crashing it and climbs out. This would obviously be another thing he had to learn.

"Sorry, never driven a stick shift before. So bothersome. Anywho, what are we hunting? Is it quick or strong?" He said with some excitement.

Nov 21st, 2012 12:59 PM

A work truck arrived shortly thereafter in the Wildlife refuge as instructed, driven by a practiced hand. Tools were in the back, all manner of useful little bits and pieces that Nick used for his profession. One hand rested on the shifter, the other on the wheel. Nick was well relaxed in the big driver's seat and peered about, and once he saw the bikes and the Crusaders, he pulled the topped truck over and slammed it into park, stepping out of the cab into the brisk November air.

Approaching the others, he raised his hand in greeting. Other than that, he remained silent. After all, the pack had been talking. He bloody well wasn't about to interrupt.

**Rawlins** · Nov 21st, 2012 02:17 PM

Rawlins arrived next in a serviceable old car that groaned to a halt. He had to wind the window down so he could confirm that the gathering was indeed the people he was looking for. Window wound back up and car locked, the Elodoth closed the gap between them with purposeful strides. When he was about half way, he pulled up and rested against a tree with a contented, centred air.

From where he stood the pack appeared to be conferring. He did not have the right to join them. Not yet. So he waited patiently for their call. The wolf in his soul paced in anticipation and something akin to hunger; the man - his old rational self - muttered in controlled concern and went over what he knew of... hunting.

The face Rawlins presented to the world was a happy one, however. At last, he was doing something.

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-11-17 08:12:10		John Holt rolls 6 to PER (10 Again)		8, 5, 1, 4, 5, 5		1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-11-19 15:28:27		Dale Hunt rolls 6 to Perception (10 Again)		1, 10, 8, 1, 4, 3, 7		2 successes

A Hunting we will go

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