[h3][color=f26522]Goblin Gird[/color][/h3] [color=F7941d] Hunting with Goblin Luz /// Day 4 // Morning -  Afternoon[/color]

Gird could only smile at Luz. The look she gave him after his little 'joke' could almost kill. The hole that he searched through wasn't very impressive. A few sticks but none as good as the alphas. The goblin didn't spend too much time in the hole, he was trying to plan ahead. This area had proven to be fairly good so far. Perhaps in time other rabbits would move back into this area.

The goblin had moved a little ways away from the hole now and seeing as how Luz was still eating and being rather defensive about her food he decided to keep his distance. [color=f26522]“So what do you think of this goddess business going on with the others? You going to join up with them?”[/color] he was curious and currently there didn't seem to be any danger around. This still didn't stop the young goblin from keeping his eyes out and watching the surrounding forest.

Seeing as how he still had some time as Luz was eating the goblin began to attempt to tie the new rabbit horn onto his tough branch. Although favoring his hands, he did know that it was only smart to have a spear handy. While doing this he continued to speak, “[color=f26522]I don't think I will, at least not that god anyway.” [/color]he was using some more of the vines he had wrapped around his chest. They were beginning to dry but still felt strong just not as pliable.

Finally, feeling like the horn was tightly secured on the branch. Then he turned to the small rabbit pelt. It was a light brown and matched the color of some dried dirt. It was however, smaller and felt thinner than the alpha's fur hide from earlier. Gird looked at it for a moment and pulled his sharp stone from the vines on his chest. He had wrapped it in some leaves earlier to keep it from hurting him as he walked through the forest.

[color=f26522]“That other god, Duvelna, the one for death.” [/color]he spoke up again while cutting the rabbit pelt into two smaller pieces. [color=f26522]“I think that one will be more my style. Although I understand the importance of life, somehow I don't think we could have life without death. I for one enjoy keeping a balance between the two.”[/color] he would occasionally look over at her as he poked a few holes in each piece of fur. [color=f26522]“That doesn't mean I'm going to go fight the others or convince them otherwise. We should still respect their choices after all we are a clan.”[/color]

Gird began to poke his fingers through the holes he made in the fur weaving it in-between the vines before tying the strips at his wrist. He was trying to make more padding between the vines and his hands, so he could strike things harder without risking as much injury. [color=f26522]“Anyways, I do believe it’s your turn to lead. I think we should continue on our circle around the church though, then tell the others later what we found.”[/color] after putting the sharp stone away, Goblin Gird stood with his new hand wraps and spear in hand, food in his belly, and a smile on his face. He was happy to be out here hunting, it was exhilarating and a fun thing to do with a friend.

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[color=00a651]EXP:[/color] 12

[color=00a651]Inventory:[/color] A sharp stone, 

[color=00a651]Clothing:[/color] Simple Loin cloth, vine chest wrap, vine rabbit pelt hand wraps,

[color=00a651]Weapons:[/color] Bite, decent wooden spear, 

[color=00a651]Acquired Skills:[/color] Beast Tamer, Sharp Bite, Knowledge of the 3, Unarmed Combat: beginner, Rookie camouflage, 

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