The First Rule of Werewolf Fight Club...
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O Hector. Maybe not. Maybe just Roach at some point. Chris relaxes and lets the tension he had been building bleed away.
"Sounds interesting." Then as Emily pops some real ears. "Ya I can't do none of that. So what do you have in mind?" The question is directed to Hector and his mysterious bag..thing.
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Felix says nothing, but moves to the couch the others had been seated at. Leaning against a wall, he looks to Hector with an expression of interest. He doesn't know what Hector has in mind, but he's willing to take whatever test the alpha devises. He has to be alpha for a reason and perhaps this test will offer the Meninna a look into why the older members of the pack trust him.
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A look of pleasant surprise, then respect, floods Hector's face as he stares at Emily. For a long moment he is silent.
Then: "Well I was thinking of something a little cruder. Raw ability put to the test. You know that in many myths there are shapeshifting duels, right? Two shaman, or a shaman and a trickster spirit, face off and fight - not with tooth and claw, mind. They fight with their ability to change shape. One assumes a predator; the other turns into prey, or a bird, or a small thing and gets away. Then the first changes into something else that could catch the other, who - yeah - they turn into something else that allows them to escape or maybe turn the tables. They do that till one is caught."
He dug into his bag and pulled out a meaty bone.
"Well. We can't do that exactly. But we can mimic its spirit. Say I toss this out there..."
He pointed into the dark.
"And call out one of our Forms. I expect you to return with the bone. In the form I called. So its like a race, a challenge, and a hunt all at once."
He held the bone in both hands.
"Anyone interested?"
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SiteEmily's eyes light up. "Sure! I'll give it a try!" She turns to Chris. "Oh, Wait.... Unless that'll spoil you getting your chance to go toe to toe with the current champ?" She winks, giving the Irakka a playful punch on the shoulder.
The Ithaeur's wolf-ears flick idly.
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Shuffling over, matted hair covering her eyes, she nods. "if it's not just a one on one, but a free for all, I'm down."
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"A free for all? Sure. Why not?"
He grinned wickedly.
"Urhan!" His voice was firm but not too loud. Still, it cut into the night.
His arm spasmed violently.
The bone was hurled high into the sky on a tight arc.
Those who want to chase the bone will need Wits + Athletics. And of course, shape shifting to WOLF form will be required
There was a twitch in Felix's form, a brief reveal to his discontent with the game. Hector was having the pack... chase a bone and the Meninna couldn't help but draw some analogy between the game the mangy man had proposed and the game of fetch all too many men and women in the Herd played with their pets.
I ain't some mutt.
However, he knew Hector meant well and, in his heart of hearts, the balding wolf felt Hector would never intentionally insult the pack in such a manner. It was this Truth that kept his mouth shut. However, the game was... distasteful to Felix and he remained where he was, leaning against the wall.
Arms folding, Felix watched as his alpha tossed the bone away before his dirtied visage turned to his Family, waiting to see who sprung into action.
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Emily reads much less into the challenge than Felix. One look at her can stell she's excited, riding the high of the fight and eager for more things. She just wants to enjoy the freedom and revel in having a Pack again, and letting go, playing, bonding... training... that's all a part of that to her.
"Shit!" Even as the bone flies through the air the Ithaeur tries to leap into action, diving after it and her form twisting throught the air, her clothes vanishing as a sleek silvery wolf land and bounds after the prize...
Give chase!
... not quite as quickly as she had hoped, landing badly and having to get her bearings again before zipping off.
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Shuffling up, Roach's pocket starts to ring. She looks down and fishes out a battered cell. She answers it. Her eyes go wide, and she turns tail and runs.
Roach Exits the Scene
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Aw fuck. Was that a challenge? Maybe. "Shit." The Talon echos Emily words at the same time as the Crescent drops and tries to move.
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