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[continuation] Hunting attempt with Colette. AW

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The mid-day sun shined aggressively on the hills as Poet and Colette surveyed the lands in search of suitable prey. The wind was blowing east, so naturally Poet watched in the opposite direction for any potential prey that wouldn’t have been alerted of their presence - or won’t be if they got a move-on.

He knew deer populated this area well, especially during the spring time, but he wasn’t so sure that just the two of them were able-bodied enough to bring a healthy one down. Typically it takes at least three wolves, in his experiences at least, to be successful in that. Despite the fact he was a deceivingly strong wolf, and he had no doubts of Colette’s own strength and speed, he wasn’t very confident in taking down a healthy, full-grown deer.

“Look for anything that sticks out. Injured, young and clumsy, anything. I don’t think it’s a good idea for just the two of us to try and take down an adult with no problems,” he explained, though of course would be open to anything Colette had to say. “I mean, we could sure as hell try. But it’d probably be a bit of a fight.”


Nov 05, 2015 10:27 PM

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Colette observed the land taking in everything, good places to trap the deer, somewhere they could corner it. But in this area it seemed they could go on running forever. She sighed and saw a herd of deer, the words of Poet were correct. They made sense, it’d be easier and much faster taking down an injured young deer than a healthy strong fierce one. She looked around for the perfect one. It seemed there was a doe who was moving around rather slowly and she smiled lowering herself down to stalk it quietly. She looked back at the brute and gestured her head towards her choice wondering if it was a good one.

“Is that one good?” She asked calmly her tail waving behind her. Her white pelt didn’t particularly help in these surroundings, she needed to find somewhere to be able to blend in, or at least maybe think of a plan. Her claws dug deep into ground as she was raring to go.

The doe seemed to stay in the middle of the herd, as if staying behind protection, they would have to possibly lure them out, or even just charge for it. She hadn’t hunted a herd in a while, she knew she would be rusty, Poet would be taking the lead on this one.


Nov 08, 2015 01:07 PM — Post #1

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Poet observed the land below the hill, eyeing any and all potential movements of prey beyond. He noticed a few small herds of deer, but nothing really stood out to him. It seemed as though there haven’t been any born fawns yet this season, surprisingly, and Poet furrowed his brow. Maybe they’d have to move on to another area to try their luck if they didn’t find anything here soon.

But then Colette piped up, pointing out a particular doe in the distance that seemed to be moving slower than the rest. Was she pregnant? Poet narrowed his eyes, but failed to see any obviously rotund parts of her body. His eyes then slid around her body, focusing on each leg to spot the reason for her slow movement. It seemed her back right leg had a slight limp to it, but didn’t necessarily look injured. Maybe she’d twisted it at some point and hasn’t fully recovered from it. She was also nestled inside the rest of her herd, which could pose a risk if they weren’t careful. Luckily, though, he didn’t notice any bucks nearby to play the role of guardian.

With a nod and a serious expression, Poet glanced to Colette, who was already lowering herself into position. “Well she’s definitely our best bet compared to the rest of them around here. She’s has a bit of a wall around her, but if we maneuver them right then we can fragment it,” he began explaining, his eyes darting all around the herd to look for weak points. There were maybe a handful of them, so if they spooked them well then they shouldn’t have many problems as long as they were aware of their surroundings.

he only problem was Poet wasn’t exactly the epitome of speedy. He had mass amounts of endurance, strength, and stamina, but that only proved useful if he could actually catch his prey to begin with. Colette didn’t look too fast, either, but definitely more than him. “Since I’m kind of slower, maybe we can try it this way: you come at them from behind and after, hopefully, they split up, focus on the lame doe and I’ll try to come in from the side a little bit closer so there isn’t as much catching up to do. If we need to, we’ll run her until she runs out of energy. One misguided attempt to take her down could be dangerous,” he suggested, turning to look at Colette to see if it all made sense, or if she had any other suggestions to throw out before they began.


Nov 09, 2015 07:44 PM — Post #2

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// I’m so sorry that this is so late! I’ve been really busy..

Colette eyed the doe blocking out any noises, she lay a quick glance on Poet seeing as he observed their next meal, possibly looking for the source of the limp. She sighed brushing short grass in front of her which swayed gracefully as a light wind blew. She looked back to the doe and examined her stomach, legs and upper body. She noticed her back right leg, knowing Poet would’ve spotted it before her.

Within another moment, Poet spoke up, his words seemed almost wise, as he planned out their attack. It was just the two of them, so this needed to work or they’d be hungry for the night. As the crowd of the herd was brought up she thought of the risk they would be putting themselves into if possibly they started to charge. Fortunately, no buck was seen, so antlers wouldn’t pose a threat. She was itching to go but she waited patiently for Poet to explain his thoughts.

In a fair amount of time his voice perked up again and a plan was stated. Colette was to scare them from behind, hopefully to lessen the amount of protection around their prey. She wondered if there had been any particular reason for her part, but nothing was questioned as a simple nod was exchanged and she snuck off into the hidden.

Her paws touched lightly against the ground as she watched her every step. Nothing was to make a sound, especially being so close to the herd, she couldn’t risk it, no matter what pace she was going at. Eventually she mad it to her destination, placed squarely behind the doe where fewer of the herd stood to graze. She slowly crept closer until she was no more than a meter away, little surprise bounced inside that they hadn’t noticed, that was until she jumped out with a threatening growl. The herd reared in surprise and galloped away leaving the doe to slowly get to her hooves, Colette figured Poet could take it from there, and she scanned the surroundings to make sure none of the herd was lingering behind in hope of stepping in and potentially hurting one of them.


Nov 12, 2015 10:03 PM — Post #3

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|| No worries. And I honestly am really bad at hunting threads, so sorry if something doesn’t make sense. xDD Also I’m not entirely sure exactly how realistic it is for two wolves to take down a deer, but we will just go with it lol. Together we need to make 10 posts of just hunting the deer for it to count for SP. Consider this post #2.

After he threw out his suggestion, Colette seemed to agree with it completely seeing as how she had nothing to add or change. And just like that she was off, taking her time to quietly creep behind the herd out of view. Once small sudden noise would startle them and possibly ruin their chances. As she worked on taking her place, Poet did the same. He didn’t know what direction the lame doe would run in, but he crept off to the side and hoped Colette could work on herding the doe towards him.

He watched his hunting partner nervously, his heart beating louder with every passing minute from the adrenaline accruing in his body. He didn’t want to mess this up, but at the same time he hoped that, between the two of them, this doe would come down. It was lucky that she already looked injured. That would only increase their chances. Because of her lameness, she’d have no choice but to run slower than she otherwise could.

Within minutes Colette initiated the chase, working to fragment the herd away from their main target with success. His eyes never left sight of the doe, though his peripheries made sure to alert him if any other deer came into view unexpectedly. However, the rest of her herd seemed to branch off in every other direction except the one he was in. He kept his body lowered to the ground, out of sight, and waited…just a little bit more…little bit more…

Once the doe was within a reasonable distance, he launched himself off his back legs and allowed the momentum to carry his body forward. The doe noticed him straight away, though, and diverted her course away from both him and Colette, but he stayed trailing behind her. He knew that would’ve happened. There was no such thing as a clean hunt. Luckily he had endurance on his side, though not so much speed.

The doe was naturally faster than him, but he was determined to bring her down one way or the other. As he tailed her, he worked to conserve his energy for when she showed signs of slowing down. His eyes never strayed from his prey and he only hoped Colette would take it upon herself to join in and tail her, as well, if unable to come at her from another direction. All they needed was to wear her out and slowly tag-team to injure her more until she could no longer flee.


Nov 12, 2015 10:28 PM — Post #4

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Colette stood quietly without notice as she stared over at Poet waiting for him to make his move. She could think of how he was strategically thinking of attacking this doe, so instead of pushing him to the point of discomfort she lowered herself back down to the ground. Her eyes left the brute and she closed her eyes perking her ears relying on sound. Aside from the loud thud of hooves punching the ground that soon faded, the day was silent, until she heard a content growl from Poet and he was off.

Her eyes drifted open to see him giving a chase, the doe was pretty quick considering the slight injury they had noticed, but Poet didn’t show any signs of giving up. Every muscle in her body was tensed up, she wanted to race after them, but she gave the brute another moment, curious if he had the strength to catch up with the doe and bring her down.

After another moment, she shook her wonders away and leapt from her crouched position. Once her paws were brought to the ground they hardly touched, it felt like flying. The wind whistled between each hair and it felt like she was still a pup running around playing with her siblings. How much she wished she could go back in time and still be young. But her mind flashed back to the present as she floated across the land. It took little force to catch up to the brute but once she did they exchanged a side glance.

Running side by side, she completely forgot of the doe. It had been a while since her joints had been loosened and she was running freely. Short breaths shot out from her nose and she watched the doe’s movements carefully. It seemed to head towards the forest on the other side, she wondered if it was really a good idea to chase it into the heart of possibly another packs territory. Though a small wave of exhaust waved over her she kept the pace up and turned to look at Poet.

“Should I cut it off?” ” She shouted wondering if it’d be better to keep the doe in the open where it was even enough to keep after. Even the bushes in and around these areas that placed themselves randomly about were a struggle to keep around. And with trees and a certain boundary she thought it best they stay where they knew that they could. But Poet knew the area better than she did, so she waited for his guidance.


Nov 14, 2015 08:00 PM — Post #5

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The male continued chasing after the doe nearly full-force, though knew he wouldn’t be able to keep up at this particular speed for long. He wouldn’t give up, though, not yet. It was too early in the chase.

As he ran, everything was muffled by the wind slicing past his ears. He only noticed that Colette had caught up to him at some point after she yelled to him from right next door. It caught him slightly by surprise - he was mostly surprised that she was able to catch up so quickly and effortlessly. He didn’t lose his focus or his footing, however. Instead, he shot a glance to the forest on the opposite side of the Brotherhood’s turf, wondering if maybe she meant by coaxing it there or just doing her best to run ahead of the doe and change her direction.

If she could even run ahead of the nimble deer.

Regardless of the injury it had, the doe was still running strongly with the occasional falter, most likely due from the adrenaline that was allowing it to go on. She’d definitely be feeling the pain in her leg later, though, if Poet and Colette failed to take her down. Which was something Poet still had his doubts about. He just had a feeling one of them was going to get kicked in the face or something, and he had another feeling that he would be the one to receive it.

After a few quick moments of speculation, he yelled back to Colette. “I don’t know if you’d be able to run ahead of her, she’s still too fast. Keep an eye out for any fallen debris like rocks or rabbit holes hiding around that we can push her to and hope she trips and loses her footing enough for us to get her down,” he suggested. His hunger was growing with every calorie he was burning off in this chase. It wasn’t going to do if they lost her. He expended too much energy and nutrients to not regain it in the end.


Nov 14, 2015 09:05 PM — Post #6

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// I’m so sorry this is so late! I’ve been pretty busy. And also, sorry this is short!

Colette was beginning to grow slightly tired. She kept the pace going not wanting to show any weakness in front of the brute. Her limbs grew weaker and weaker with each stride but she pushed on. Not like she hadn’t had to while being with her brother. Besides, it wouldn’t be fair to leave Poet alone hunting, she was hungry too so if she wanted to eat this meal she would have to earn it along with him.

She flicked her ear responsively as Poet spoke his idea. Though the injury, the doe seemed to have more energy than the both of them. She wondered how Poet was doing. Aside from her partner, or friend, she agreed with his thought. Every inch of the land in front of the doe seemed pretty straight forward. But a large pine tree stood strong near a small little pond. Colette slowly slid closer to the brute nudging him and flicking her ear towards where she thought would be the best place to corner the doe.

“Maybe near there. I mean it’s the best that I can find.” She replied loudly through her pants. Her tail streamed loosely behind and the wind streaking through her fur gave a small shutter through her body.


Nov 19, 2015 06:20 PM — Post #7

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[ Edited: Nov 23, 2015 08:28 PM by Chai ]
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The doe seemed to be struggling more and more as time passed, and Poet grinned to himself. Their strategy in running the energy and strength out of her was working.

For a moment Poet couldn’t be sure if the wind was working for or against them. At the pace they were running, it felt like the wind was lifting him off of his feet slightly - or maybe it was just his imagination that he was running faster than he thought he could. Soon, though, he felt the pads of his paws slowly growing more sore and exhaustion was just beginning to settle in his legs. His breathing was beginning to heave itself out more unnaturally, as well. He’d been through worse, though, and so he successfully ignored it all.

He hadn’t noticed that Colette was succumbing to her own exhaustion. She was coping with it rather well. He was almost thrown off by her nudge and his head snapped to the direction she motioned in. “Sounds like a plan to me!” He agreed in one short burst of breath. Nodding, he positioned himself so he would sorta come up around the doe’s left side in an attempt to drive her to the pond and tree. If they were lucky, she’d get slowed down by the water - if not get stuck completely - and they could go in for the kill right then and there.

But if she was able to jump over it, well, that would be a different story. Given the injury in her leg, there was no way she’d be able to clear the pond without at least one of her hind legs getting caught in the mud on the other side.


Nov 19, 2015 09:58 PM — Post #8

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Colette nodded, and as the plan formed out, she felt more energy bursting into her body to get the job done. She watched as Poet made his way farther out to soon come in and strike the doe from that side. Colette had little idea of how she would steer the doe in that direction, but figured following Poet would do more than she could think of.

The terrain was more uneven as a slope came up in front of them. She struggled to keep on her paws and keep the chase going at the same time. But she couldn’t give up, not when Poet was trying as hard as she was if not harder. Her paw pads got more stiff and sore by the minute, but they were so close. Nothing was going to stop her.

Within a moment the doe had made the turn and was heading to the pond. She wondered if it was possible that she could just simply jump over and clear it. Colette shook her head pushing away her own thought, not with that injured leg that was the weakness. Her stomach rumbled again for food, it was harder to catch food on an empty stomach without any energy.

The scent of the doe drifted up into her nose, she couldn’t help but almost taste her next meal, drool dripping from her maw. She sighed and pushed on, longer strides to try and conserve what little energy she had left.

The doe slowly got closer and closer to the pond, her pace slowed minimally, and Colette wondered if she would actually attempt the jump, or even possibly swim through. At this time she was willing to do anything for the kill so she would follow no matter what. The doe stopped at the edge of the pond and Colette thought that chance to strike. Her limps worked harder to get closer and closer. Fortunately the doe didn’t show any signs of jumping in or over, and so Colette, struggling, leapt into the air and brought her down claws outstretched and teeth bared.


Nov 21, 2015 09:34 AM — Post #9

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The two wolves worked hard to drive the doe to the pond. Whatever would come next, Poet would be prepared for it. Except what did actually happen next, he wasn’t actually prepared for. The doe…stopped? He was caught off guard for a second. He was fully expecting the doe to either jump over the pond, swim through it, or try to work her way around the perimeter of the water. But instead she stopped.

And it was a very fortunate turn of events for Poet and Colette.

Without hesitation, Poet barreled forward at full speed, claws ripping through the earth in a mad dash. What he hadn’t realized was that Colette was doing the same thing and, although he should’ve expected her to perform in the same manner as he was during this adrenaline-charged hunt, his mind was tunnel-visioned on taking the doe down completely. He was desperate at this point.

And so when he leapt off of his back paws and aimed straight for the doe, he failed to notice Colette in his peripheral vision until it was too late. Panic gripped his core and he just flew in the air with claws outstretched, hoping that they wouldn’t run into each other. Mostly, he was worried about slamming into her. He could take the pain, that wasn’t the problem. He just wasn’t the type of wolf to hurt an innocent wolf, be it male or female, and he would feel a world of guilt settle in his core if such a thing happened.

But now only time would tell the outcome. For now, Poet kept his sights on the doe, aiming to shove her into the water to drown her if he was unable to succeed in cracking her neck.


Nov 23, 2015 08:27 PM — Post #10

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Colette had brought the doe down successfully. Pride ran through her veins, but she had not done this alone, rather with her friend. As she was turning her head to look for the brute, she saw him heading full speed towards her, she wondered if he was going to stop, or if something was chasing him? Or if he had any reason to be keeping this speed up. The doe wasn’t dead yet, and so she was about to finish the kill, when a hard frame smashed into her side, pushing her into the pond.

The small body of water didn’t go far down, but far enough to the point where she was underwater, with no air. She was unconscious for a moment and slightly dazed in her passive state. All around her was silence, and she couldn’t feel any part of herself, until her eyes fluttered open. She had a dying need for air. Her legs churned underwater, but after the long chase and just being knocked over, she was fairly weak.

All the power she had left was devoted to pushing herself upwards. Within a moment her nose was above water and she was gasping for air. She didn’t know what happened, and so she slowly swam her way towards ground, where she hauled herself upon, and fell to the ground in a wet heap.

Her stomach moved up and down rapidly as she finally got the air she needed. Her eyes were closed with a mix of shock and confusion. The whole incident happened quickly, but as the feelings started to drift away, pain caught in her left side. It wasn’t as though a bother, but a sore side.

Colette just quietly rested her head down on the crispy ground, looking up into the sky, her ears perked to hear the sounds of the land. She didn’t care of the pain at this moment, only that she was alive. Your life flashing before your eyes is nothing you could understand unless it happened yourself. And with that last thought, she was out again.


Nov 23, 2015 08:56 PM — Post #11

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Just as he feared would happen, Poet slammed into Colette and sent her flying into the water with a loud ‘splash’. With a look of horror, he watched for a second to see if she would surface. Panic grew inside with every passing second she was underwater, but just as he was about to dive right in and get her the air she needed she broke the surface. A gigantic sigh of relief escaped his lungs as he watched her start dragging herself out of the water.

Quickly he came to her aid and helped her along until she plopped down in a wet mop of fur on the ground. She was breathing, that was good. “I’m so sorry, Colette. Holy crap, I was not expecting that to happen, I swear,” he apologized profusely as she worked to catch her breath. That definitely wouldn’t feel good come tomorrow.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the body of the doe - lifeless - floating in the water that Colette had just occupied. A small smirk grew on his face as he turned his head to look at it fully. Well, at least they had brought the thing down in the end. “At least we got her…” he said shyly with a nervous laugh. When his attention turned back to Colette, however, it seemed as though she was out like a light and panic began to settle in again.

What should he do? He didn’t know how to heal, he didn’t know if there were any strong enough herbs to help her. He didn’t even know what was wrong. Did he have too much water in her lungs? Was the force of the impact he had on her too great for her body to handle? WHY WAS SHE PASSED OUT? The questions continued filling his mind incessantly and he panicked as he stood there, eyes darting around to see if there were any other wolves nearby. He didn’t really know how to save a life, but today he’d have to learn fast.

Like lightning he darted off, sniffing the ground everywhere for something that at least had a very strong scent. Maybe if he found something that smelled incredibly potent, he could wave it underneath her nose and hope it would bring her to her senses. He really didn’t know how these kinds of things worked.


Nov 25, 2015 02:08 PM — Post #12

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// I am incredibly sorry for this late response, and I have to head out right away so its pretty short! Please forgive me!

Colette didn’t know what state she was at in this moment. But she could faintly scent Poet beside her, but then he was gone. Perhaps he was gone to fetch some water, or food for himself. She didn’t mind if he had to keep himself going. She tried to open her eyes but her body worked against her not letting a single ray from the light of day into her vision. This was the hard part, being stuck somewhere you don’t know, while life around you is being lived. She wanted to wake up, and so, with every part of her that she had left, her eyes weakly slipped open.

At first the light was too much for her and so she closed her eyes again for the time. Then she opened once again. Slowly she adjusted to the brightness, and tried moving her head. A single movement brought a slight ache through her body, and so she stayed still only moving ever so slightly to try and catch the scent of Poet. She hoped that he hadn’t just left, it’d be hard for to fend on her own.

Relief slowly washed over her body as the slight scent of the brute drifted up into her nose, he seemed not too far away, but she wondered what he was doing over there. Was something of interest?

“Poet?” She let out a weak call, but hoped it would stretch the way that he was.


Nov 29, 2015 09:31 AM — Post #13

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|| No worries, I’ve been MIA, too lol.

Frantically searching the area for any sign of help, Poet continued darting around and straying somewhat further away from Colette. He made it a point to not wander too far off, though, in case someone or something else came along to try and bring harm to her seemingly lifeless corpse. His brain flurried with thoughts and guilt. He’d never meant to hurt her, and now here they were.

Suddenly a small voice piped up behind him, weakly reaching out for his name. His head whipped around to see that Colette was stirring ever so slightly and relief washed over him as he turned his body to retreat back to her.

“Thank the gods you’re alive,” he exhaled sharply, blue eyes searching her body over for any sign of further injury. She didn’t appear to be bleeding anywhere, at least not on the outside, and she wasn’t coughing up blood which likely confirmed she didn’t have any bleeding internally, either. Good. He was still worried, just not as much as he was a few seconds ago.

“Can you get up?” He questioned as he positioned his body parallel to hers in case she needed some support to try to get to her feet.

And all the while, the dead body of the doe floated in the pond behind them. Part of him hoped another wolf wouldn’t come by to try to steal it away from them.


Dec 06, 2015 06:27 PM — Post #14

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//So terribly sorry for being MIA, lets try and wrap this up since its pretty backdated//

Her eyes were open now, met with Poet returning into her sight after she had called out. She let out a light chuckle at his words and tried to nod, which resulted in her head spinning while her body ached at the movement. Colette gulped at his next suggestion but tried not to show her discomfort, instead gritting her teeth and pushing against Poets flank where he had positioned himself.

“I’ll try.”

As much as it pained Colette, she was able to ride to her feet rather awkwardly and lean against the brown male. She let out a slight whine though when putting her left hind paw on the ground, wincing at the touch. Although her whole body ached, it was in her rear leg where she new something was really wrong. 

“Something wrong with it.” She spoke mater of factly, nodding at the injured paw which was lifted off the ground. Colette herself didn’t know anything about medicine but perhaps Poet would, or knew someone who did.

“We shouldn’t waste that prey though.” She nodded to the doe, only now nothing the hunger which gnawed at her stomach.


Dec 26, 2015 12:34 PM — Post #15

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