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Busei:"Of course you will get your share of hunting Bhiahra just make sure you listen carefully and once you pick up a sound draw a blank on every sound except for the sound you picked up." He grins."Have fun my fellow friend. |
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Bhiahra: She nodded as she stood up, moving away from the other two as she made her way to a series of shrubs and bushes, pushing her way through them as she made her way to a tree. ~ Gazing up it's ginormous trunk, she flexed her claws before digging them into the bark as she began to haul herself up the tree, climbing higher into the cover of the leaves. Upon reaching a stable thick feeling branch, she perched herself on top of it, her ears perked forward as she strained to listen for any motion of small animals or other prey. Her tail swished below her as it hung over the branch in anticipation, her paws softly kneading the branch as she took in a deep breath, slowing her breathing and becoming silent. ~ She narrowed her eyes as she gazed through the trees leaves, focusing on some small movement not too far off from the tree she was awaiting in. Her ears laid back as she crouched, watching the grass shiver and subside as the crsature came nearer, her haunches tensing as she prepared to launch herself down onto whatever it was. |
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Busei:"Be quiet for a few minutes Augustus Bhiahra is trying to hunt. If we are going to talk then we have to whisper." He takes the hare and bites into it yummy delicious food. He is so used to eating on his own he didn't realize that Oolga left already but he didn't care because Oolga can take care of herself. |
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Busei: He jumps on the tree and climbs with his tiny claws out and gets to the top were he sits next to Bhiahra."Hey how's it going." |
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Augusuts: "Flippin' Deer won't die!" he says annoyed. (Waiting for Night to roll the dice again. Sorry for the short response, I am in a rush) |
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Bhiahra: She remains silent as her look grows a little concerned. "Busei... Don't those footsteps sound rather... Heavy...?" Bhiahra whispered to her friend as she sat up a bit, watching the long grass ripple and move like waves in an ocean. Her fur stood up as she became a little on edge, unsure if what she was hunting was truly prey. |
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The Midnight Howlers said:
Augusuts: "Flippin' Deer won't die!" he says annoyed. (Waiting for Night to roll the dice again. Sorry for the short response, I am in a rush)
You killed it- don't worry. |
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Bhiahra: She shook her head softly to clear her thoughts when she caught glimpse of something over the plains. The small startings to what appeared to be a half made hut, crafted of chopped wood. Bhiahra's eyes widened as she attempted to make sense of what she had seen, her ear raising happily as she could make out the form of Oolga in the distance. ~ She slowly sat up more as she cupped her hands around her mouth, letting out a loud Mrah! Sound to catch her attention, trying to remain as undetected by what was approaching as possible. She waved a bit to try and get Oolga's attention towards the tree she and Busei were perched on, her claws loosening from the bark as she began to create happy biscuits at the sight of her friend nearby. |
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Oolga: An echoing meow in the distance caught her attention. "Hm?" Oolga turned her head away from her helmet full of mulberries and to the lovely cat in the tree. "Hello!". Though she thought she had seen her wobble.. Oolga had put down her helmet full of mulberries and went to go put on some armor just incase, she had a feeling.. - Oolga slipped on the iron armor over her fluffy padding and took one last look at her somewhat of a hut. While walking toward the tree she spotted Busei next to Bhiahra and started walking just a little bit faster. |
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Bhiahra: The footsteps grew louder and much closer as she suddenly crouched back down on her branch, her eyes frantically scanning the now wildly moving grass. She opened her mouth to call out to Oolga, a warning to stay away while she figured out what on earth was beneath her, but her voice faltered in a small yelp as the tree was knocked heavily into. ~ A large cloud of leaves shaken from their branches fell as Bhiahra felt the branch beneath her vanish, her grip having failed as she was sent flying from the tree onto the back of whatever had hit the tree. ~ A loud and deafening trumpeting filled the air as the creature reared, attempting to shake Bhiahra off, her claws digging in to hold on upon her reflexes. |
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Winter 
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