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White goes for his first hunt since he decided to live in Syliras.

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Stretching northward along the coastline of the Suvan Sea, the Cobalt Mountains are the home of the Bronze Wood, numerous ruins, and creatures both strange and fantastical.

[Bronze woods] Why they always forget that I am a hunter?

Postby White Feather on December 18th, 2013, 5:08 pm

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38 Day, Winter, 513 AV

Small and light foot steps. Not a branch broken or leaf set out of its place. The only noise is his breath and winter bird songs. White was following a path of rabbits footprints, they were not easy to spot under the newly fallen snow, but, if a hunter knows what he is looking for then it isn't so hard to find it.

The boy passed some berry bushes and thought to him-self.
-Note to myself, take a good look on thous berries after you will be done hunting.

Suddenly something jumped on the his back and bit in his shoulder. Without thinking, only led by animals natural instincts to survive, White with all his force slit the beasts throat open and got himself free.

He didn't had much time to examine the killed beasts body, because more living specimens were watching him from trees above. They reminded of big rats. Some places they had hairs, big and thick, they had sharp, but deformed, teeth and half-human stand. What was thous creatures?

White carefully observed the big rodents and they observed him. There were no second thoughts, these creatures were hunters/predators. And White, as a natures hunter himself, did the most obvious thing. He ran.

One, maybe two seconds and he was followed. White Feather did know that it was a stupid idea to run, but he would have stand no chance against these beasts. The first kill was just luck and the boy known better to trust luck. The kelvic was able to hear tree branches being broken. That meant that thous rats were jumping from tree to tree. That wasn't good. That meant that these creatures are of the predator kind that kill with brute strength and big speed. Totaly wasn't good!
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[Bronze woods] Why they always forget that I am a hunter?

Postby Medhozic on December 20th, 2013, 4:42 pm

Just another day. That's all that it ever was, a routine that was followed to the letter. Sometimes, he dreamed of moving on, to somewhere else. The roads may have been dangerous, deserted.. but he would overcome them, and he would survive. Find others traveling in the same direction as he; use them for support. But not yet. Not until he could master the bow in his hands and the Kopis hung from his hip. Or any other weapon that he might come across.

Walking along Kabrin Road gave him a perfect view of the Bronze Woods, and with thin trees barely covered in the remains of their leaves, there was an eerily high visibility to the trees above, or from the trees. Some occasional familiars waved to him as he passed, and he returned them - the most notable being Natasha Druva, who he passed a greeting towards. The knight had her familiar dagger and long-sword looped into the belt around her hip. However, for her weapons, she looked almost scruffy compared to him - as always, the Hunter's short-bow looped around his shoulder with the limbs pressed to his back and the drawstring cutting into his chest through his thin, clean white shirt. He was learning to take more pride in his complexion and his appearance. Though it had nothing to do with his hunting, it was a good habit to keep up.

The bow was removed it as soon as he found a small opening down the path, and notched an arrow from the leather quiver slung over his back. He would be prepared for anything that came along - few ever did, though. Winter was always a troubling time for hunters, having to travel deeper into the woodlands than one could consider wise to find the prey that hid away for the seasons. Little chance of rabbits, and sparse deer. However, he risked hunger if he did not find anything to use tonight. So he continued, regardless, through the trees until the Kabrin Road could no longer be seen. Past even the Sukina Geysers that were visible some point in the distance thanks to a thinning of trees around them. He expected to see snow, soon, in this temperature and climate. It would make hunting all the more difficult with more places for the woodland creatures to hide, and snow made noise. He'd learned that last Winter.

Small noises all around him sent the hairs on the back of his neck on edge, but he didn't stop. Not until he heard something else - a small twist of branches, although there wouldn't be anything up there, surely.. animals were sparse that would prefer trees, barring the occasional bird. Surely, too cold for any squirrel or other small woodland creature that would be able to climb. Which would mean it would be something considerably larger.. and made him raise the bow, prepared for whatever it could be. He could kill it, anyway. He was sure that he could kill it, take it home for food, or better yet - sell it to the highest bidder in the market. Oh yes, a perfect plan, although he'd still have to kill.. whatever the thing was.

Of course, it was a bird. A fairly large one - perhaps an owl, that shook itself clear of small pines and launched into the air with a mighty swing of its heavy wings. He shook his head in mute amusement at his own conclusion and continued on his way, arrow aimed for the ground so that he wouldn't lose it in the forest floor, should anything startle him. However, something did startle him regardless. It was only through sheer miracle that he was able to lift the bow aim for the shoulder of the man running towards him, and release it. Immediately afterwards, he reached back for another from the quiver. It was his fault, for running like a crazed lunatic.
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[Bronze woods] Why they always forget that I am a hunter?

Postby White Feather on December 22nd, 2013, 10:55 am

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He jumped over bushes, roots, large twigs and some logs. The beasts were still using trees for they path. White was getting more and more concentrate with every second. If he stop or will get his guard down, thous rats will eat him for dinner. Ironical-an owl running from rats.

Then he saw him, an hunter, male, maybe years twenty, maybe more. But it was all what he saw, because an arrow struck his shoulder. The last look, given to the horned hunter clearly said one thing-you handsome idiot!

White ducked and one giant rat jumped on the hunter. The arrow wasn't so deep in his shoulder, but it was the shoulder who got bitten earlier, so it still hurt. The kelvic turned to face three other rats. One had landed on the ground, but other two were watching from trees above. Now the boy could see that these creatures were more ape-like, then human-like. The rat on the ground had more regular teeth then other creatures. It was short, but muscular, with legs meant for climbing and jumping in trees. It was smelling the air near his pray and jumped.

White evaded the creatures attack and tried to stab it with his dagger. The rat wasn't slower then his pray, it evaded Whites attack to and tried to bite his fingers off. Thanks gods it didn't work. White Feather attacked again and this time he jumped on the beasts back. Only White was smarter, he didn't stab in the rats shoulder, but in his head. It was dead in the same moment.

Got off from the body, the kelvic faced the rest of rats. Both of them had jumped off from the trees and now were hissing on the kelvic. White screamed to the hunter.
-Excuse me, but if you are still alive, then I could use your help. Thank you!
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