Hunting for Spring

[Tiny]

<<Offer no surrender you would not accept. Pay each spirit in kind. Let no sacred place in your territory be violated. Honor your territory in all things. Allow no one to witness or tend to your weakness.>>
Oath's Bastion recites each oath in time with Bleeds well, a smile on his lips as he recites his own tribe's oath. good luck with this. He finds Bleeds Well's choice of order to be interesting. Alphabetical would not have been how he would have done it, but Hudinim speaks of oaths, you listen.


He turns to Emily and catches himself. A demure emily causes his brain to catch, trying to figure out what that means. He shakes his head then explains, <<I have challenged myself and any who would join to swear to follow all of the tribe's oaths for a year and a day. The goal is to help me understand every tribe better, as the Elodoth I must see with eyes from all perspectives.>>
A little more eloquent than typical in first tongue, but Tiny makes it work.


He nods to Bird, respect evident. Knowing when you can't swear to an oath, or shouldn't was more important than swearing to an oath you couldn't keep out of peer pressure. He expected bleeds well to follow him in this, the young rahu was always looking for a challenge. Hector agreeing wasn't too surprising, the gloryhound couldn't refuse anything. Would Emily join in? Tiny could see arguments for both ways.


<<We hunt!>>

[Hector]

Hector tilts his head to Emily.

<<A challenge! A test! No obligation to take challenge. Unless you want>>

Hector tilts his head to Bird, grunts and bobs his snout. Bird is Irakka.

<<No moon must... no moon.>>

The Alpha takes a moment to think his words through. The First Tongue is either simple or incredibly complex. He bobs his head for emphasis to show that he understands the other wolf's position.

[Bird]

It's good to be understood. The pack's acceptance of Bird's position as Irraka is reassuring. It gives the ring of truth to Bleeds Well's proclamation: they are a Blessed Pack. Every auspice represented, every role respected.

Bird's head snaps around, dark eyes fixing on Bleeds Well when the Rahu issues his order. Bird tingles with an electric excitement. To track and to hunt: there is no better thing.

But, Bleeds is not the Alpha. Bird's eyes move to Hector, waiting for his approval.

No Moon must...No Moon. Damn right.

That's all the acknowledgement Fa-ninna needs. Bird sets off at a trot, nose to ground, sniffing after prey.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-14 09:24:17	Bird rolls 7 to Tracking Wits + Survival + 1 (Specialty: Hunting) (10 Again)	1, 2, 8, 9, 4, 4, 3	2 successes

He catches a scent and moves off in that direction, not waiting to see if the pack follows him.

He's not sure what he's on to (everything is so different on this side of the gauntlet), but he's on to something.

[Emily Makerith]

Urhan-Emily listens closely, the wolf face looking... concerned? Worried?

After several moments, she shakes her head. <<No. Too many Bans. Too close. Red Wolf's cubs need freedom. Adapt, change.>>

She wasn't ashamed. There were no brands of Honour to make her swear on words on the Iron Master's hide. Sometimes she had to be tricksy, especially with spirits and the Pure. That was her job.

So..... <<What prey?>> she asked, scratching behind her ear with her hind leg.

[Bleeds Well]

Eyes follow Bird as the wolf moves off, the oath and explanations already fading from his focus as the present takes importance.

An ear flicks back at Emily's question, he turns an offers a raised wolfish eyebrow. What indeed.

The enormous, dark Urshul moves to where Bird had picked up the scent and begins sniffing, nose brushing the ground.

6 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-17 14:35:47	Bleeds Well rolls 9 to Tracking (Wits+Surv+spec) (10 Again)	8, 9, 10, 10, 10, 2, 7, 10, 7, 6, 5, 1, 7	6 successes

<Rust, tainted...> he trails off and sniffs again. <Destruction. Still weak, good prey. Not far.> He looks back up, eyes following the fading Irraka. Rust motes, so common among the dying steel of the rail yard, have found new essence spawning to chase and grow with the demolition work that had started. Essence close enough to be compatible for even the small and weak.

He trots off after their Omega, nose rich with the smell of prey.

?

We can prp this like we've done in the past, or we can fade to black on the pack hunt if ya'll prefer.

[Tiny]

I'd prefer to Prp it, especially since several of us have just sworn to honor every spirit in kind.

Tiny trots off after Bird. He can see that Bird has the scent, and Tiny has first blood for this hunt. He won't embarass them.

[Hector]

Hector affects a yawn and stretches.

He turns and gives the Ithauer a look, his snout contorting into what might pass for a smile.

Then he trots after the others.

Interestingly, he does not muscle his way to the front as is his right. He is taking a flanking position where he can study how the pack operates as a group.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-20 06:06:38	Hector actives Pack Awareness rolls 7 to Wits + Empathy + Spec + Wisdom (10 Again)	5, 6, 9, 7, 4, 1, 7	1 success

I think this hunt in particular is important so a PrP would be good

[Bird]

The hunt. It is all important. It is their purpose, their drive. As the People and as a pack.

And the hunt is on.

Bird is aware that his pack mates are behind him, hears Bleeds Well when he calls out the name of their prey.

But it doesn't matter if their prey has a name. Not to Bird. It is only prey. And he can smell it.

Tracking 4 successes, total 6

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-20 12:17:42	Bird rolls 7 to Tracking Wits + Survival + 1 (Specialty: Hunting) (10 Again)	2, 9, 8, 10, 1, 4, 8, 2	4 successes

Fa-ninna follows his nose, counting on the others to follow him in turn. If they should become separated, the New Moon will send up a howl.

But, for now, it's the chase and only the chase.

As the Irraka moves through the strange world of spirits, his body grows, swells, until he has assumed the Urshul form. He is a machine made of flesh and blood and spirit, a machine made for the hunt. And he is on the move.

PrP sounds great!

[Emily Makerith]

Emily pads off after the boys. It was getting hard, being the only girl At work and now in the pack. At least Mable would be there in the evenings.

But for now, The Wolf Must Hunt. The Crescent lopes after Hector, sidling alongside the Alpha and letting the keener noses guide the way.

I'm good for a PrP

[Bleeds Well]

prp it shall be, feel free to throw all the dice

Information flows through Hector, informing him the status of his pack... those gathered at least. Their activities range from the obvious hunting, tracking, and moving.

The scent that fills Bird's nose gets stronger as they gradually close in on their prey. More perceptive members of the pack might notice the occasional coyote spirits that follow after them intermittently, keeping a wide berth. The trail is leading them east, following railroad tracks that have existed long enough to have a ghostly representation in the hisil. Eventually the trail turns north. Bleeds Well tenses as the pack moves away from the railroad.

Anyone can roll to know places of note in this hisil in the area