Moonfang dropped her chunk of kill right next to the hatchlings, feeling joy well in her as the newborns scratched and bit at the slab with their newly formed claws and bumped each other as they tried to get to the juicy parts.
She looked onto Strider, seeing the fire-father high in the sky and feeling his warmth all over her. She chirped a greeting to the sleepy looking leader and decided not to harry him anymore about her own concerns - being a leader seemed to be much work, but the hunt was finished and food was met, albeit in a different and more vindictive way than what she expected.
But where was Hooktoe...must be playing with his friends? Hmm...I'm bored. Didn't he say wrestling soon?
And so Moonfang went in search of Hooktoe.
Hooktoe ambushes Moonfang and tries to wrestle her to the ground. No talons or fangs used, of course.
Moonfang decides to go find her friend and play but Hooktoe has a similar idea. There isn't much cover around but he manages to sneak up behind Moonfang and tackle her. (Ambush 10 vs 6) (Damage 5 [non-lethal]) He manages to knock her over and ends up on top.
((I'll roll for a few more turns of sparring for you two as free actions before Turn 19 or you can just RP it yourselves. Either way is fine.))
Ripmaw awoke from his slumber in the nesthome, surrounded by excited younglings, all chirping and bounding. It appeared that the hunting party had returned, with plenty of Snatcher meat for all. Ripmaw scrambled to his feet, still trying to bring the scene into focus. Even with his blurry vision, he could make out the tall figure that was Strider, beside him was his son, that irrepressible Hooktoe. Ripmaw cast about for the meat they had returned, and saw a gaggle of youngsters ripping into a Snatcher corpse.
He strode over, and started tearing great chunks of flesh off the corpse, keeping an eye on the other youngsters to make sure none tried to steal any food from him. Perhaps, this time, he would follow the hunting party out. He was certainly old enough, and it would probably be more entertaining than pushing around smaller Hunter youngsters all day...
You go over to the rapidly shrinking Snacher corpses and start eating. When you growl at a youngster a mature female a good bit bigger than you gives you a mild reprimand and says everyone will get their share.
Keep a world-wary eye out for any movement.
If there's any meat left once the others are all done, eat a bit.
Theres a leg bone some little ones can't crack anyway so you take it and slurp out the marrow while you keep your attention outward. [Food 100/100]
(Sense 6) For a while there's nothing noteworthy. Then to the East the hums and chirps of insects and the little things that live in the trees fall silent for a moment. You strain your ears and think you hear the crunch of disturbed vegetation.
At a Glance:About half an hour passes at camp. It is now noon.
Hooktoe and Moonfang are sparring.
Ironhide is being vigilant.
Strider is taking a well deserved rest and has left the party.
Tepin (NPC) has gotten his revenge and has left the party.
Ripmaw has joined the party.
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Meanwhile several miles away it is somehow about an hour later:
((I'm loving this.))
Roll over to the side, still prone, and when it lunges at me, BITE THE FEET!
The one you wounded hesistates for a moment, Snatcher2 turns around from it's charge and comes toward you again. You try to bite it's legs as it comes in and it kicks at you. (Attack 4+1 vs 3-1. Damage 1) But you can't get a good strike in. It kicks at you with even less effect. (Attack 3-1 vs 5-1-2. Null)
From behind you hear a loud trilling call from Snatcher1 (Cunning 2-1) but it splutters out. Perhaps it's throat hurts too much. Unfortunately it's echoed rather louder by Snatcher2 (Cunning 4-1) That might have been heard.
Snatcher1 kicks viciously at your back as you lie on the ground (Attack 6-1 vs 2-1-2 Hit. Damage 6. -15 HP)
[Charlie is 63/90 HP and Prone]
[Snatcher1 has a torn neck and is bleeding 5/10]
[Snatcher2 has scratched legs.]
At a glance:Charlie is being an ankle biter and getting kicked.
It's about 13:00
You are about 11.5 miles East-NE from Nesthome on a Steep wooded hillside near a large Snatcher nest.
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Player: Dwarmin
Name: Strider
Sex: Male
Age: 33
Attack -1
Senses +1
Cunning +1
100/100 Health
98/100 Food
58/100 Stamina
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Player: SeriousConcentrate
Name: Hooktoe
Sex: Male
Age: 7
Attack: +1
Cunning: -1
Stealth: +1
100/100 Health
98/100 Food
57/100 Stamina
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Name: Charlie
Sex: Male
Age: 11
Defense -1
Cunning +1
Stealth +1
68/90 Health
55/100 Food
39/100 Stamina
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Player: Tiruin
Name: Moonfang
Sex: Female
Age: 17
Attack +1
Defense +1
Stealth -1
87/110 Health
98/100 Food
56/100 Stamina
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Player: GreatWyrmGold
Ironhide
Sex: Female
Age: 29
Attack -1
Defense +1
Cunning +1
98/110 Health
100/100 Food
57/100 Stamina
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Name: Ripmaw
Sex: Male
Age: 7
+1 Attack
+1 Cunning
-1 Senses
100/100 Health
100/100 Food
100/100 Stamina
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