EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

After this scene is over, we probably need to figure out where to skip to. I'm not entirely sure where to exactly. The clan will have to pack up their entire camp and start to move east towards Senchal. It seems like that would be an important event, but I didn't actually have specific scenes in mind.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ma'tanza shook her head. "No, this one is not really annoyed. It's really just about how they act. Tzirret is trying to be courteous, and this one appreciates it."

Once again, Ma'tanza's gaze went over to Peiter and Tzirret nearby for a moment before she looked back. "Besides, that conversation seems like it would be far worse for Tzirret." She chuckled. "This one has some time before she needs to go for magic training, maybe we could all do something together? It has been a long time since she has been able to meet new people."

Peiter raised his brow at Tzirret with a fair amount of concern after his explanation of his intentions. "Um...well, Tzirret, uh...La'khay might not be the best person to go to for that kind of advice. Her life has given her a...particular set of views that a lot of people might not appreciate. If you want to do that with someone, it should probably be someone you care about. You're someone who wants, well, an actual mate. You've said so before. You want that kind of attachment, so if you try to act like La'khay, you might just end up hurting yourself. Not...physically, but emotionally." He advised.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Thank you. It will be a great help." Ma'tanza said, looking over at Peiter and Tzirret once Sabine mentioned them. She shrugged her shoulders, then poured out another small amount of ointment onto her hand. "No, you have nothing in your hair. He was probably just laughing at Tzirret. He has been trying to keep himself from staring at this one's chest since she met him yesterday at the river. This one has saw him trying to make himself look away. It is nice that he is going through the effort. It's something that happens a lot with Ma'tanza when she meets new people, mostly male. Bheja was like that when we first met. Only difference is that he didn't even try to hide it." She explained.

Bheja was nearby next to S'nishi, reaching up and scratching the behind her ear when Ma'tanza mentioned him. He looked over to them and gave a quick shrug. "Eh, what can you expect? I'm not that polite."

Peiter leaned in towards Tzirret with a smile and whispered quietly enough that he could feel safe no one was listening in. "You're wondering if they are together, aren't you? Well, I can't say for sure, I suppose. It is possible, as that is something a lover might say, but they could also just be close friends that are comfortable with each other. My advice? Just try to be friends with her. Don't try to force anything else, just get to know her. It will be easy to tell what their relationship is if you spend more time with them. Just...be aware that we might not be staying here long, alright? We still don't know for sure what the Champion is going to do. Don't...let that discourage you from making friends, of course."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ma'tanza was glad to accept the ointment. She looked at the small waterskin curiously for a few moments before untying the top of it and taking a few sniffs of the contents. It did not smell like much of anything, though she did not know what she had been expecting. It was not as if it was meant to be drank. "Ah, thank you. Ma'tanza hopes this works. This one is a mage, and not an alchemist, but she isn't entirely unfamiliar with it. Could this one have the recipe? Do you think it would be an easy one to follow?" She asked. As she spoke, she poured a small amount of the ointment into her hand and began to apply it on one side.

Pieter did willingly start to follow Tzirret, but he saw straight through his hastily spoken lie. It was easy enough to see why he was uncomfortable. They were only a few steps away when Tzirret whispered to him, and Pieter stopped right where he was. To be courteous, he whispered as well, though the others did not seem to be listening. "Yes, Tzirret? I think I might be able to answer your question."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ma'tanza listened with interest to Sabine. She was about to speak up when Tzirret suddenly mentioned the creatures she was talking about. Although, he started to say something about dreugh, which just caused her to laugh and shake her head. "No, no, there are no dreugh in there. The water is much too shallow for them. No, these little...monsters are bottom feeders. They're like...underwater scorpions, just without a stinger. They're terrifying to look at. Everyone is always telling Ma'tanza that they won't hurt her, but she doesn't believe it."

Bheja let out a sigh. "Ma'tanza, crayfish aren't dangerous. Even if you step on one, it will probably just scurry away."

"Hmph, says you." Ma'tanza retorted. Although, likely to Tzirret's dismay, she had not gone away from the prior topic. "Anyway, this one knows exactly what you're talking about. Her breasts are far too large. Bheja thinks it's a good thing, but this one doesn't see how. They're too heavy, and hurt if they bounce around. Ma'tanza usually had a length of cloth that she wraps around them for support. It definitely helps, though it's uncomfortable in its own way. This one wishes hers were like yours. You say you have an ointment, though? Are you an alchemist? Ma'tanza would love something like that. Maybe she wouldn't have to wear such a tight wrap."

Peiter, in all honesty, found it more entertaining to watch Tzirret's reactions rather than anything else. His experiences the previous day made him surprisingly apathetic.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Throughout the entirety of the chase, S'nishi did nothing but laugh. Although, the deep, bellowing vocals would likely have been intimidating in any other context. Even Peiter could not help but to snicker. He attempted to hide it at first, but once he noticed the Senche-raht laughing, or what he assumed was laughing, he became more comfortable showing his amusement. Bheja's reaction was similar, as he stood and watched from the other side of them, though he knew from the beginning that he could laugh without fear.

Once M'ibasa had lost his scorpion, he quickly scampered off around the tents, hiding himself away somewhere else in the camp. Ma'tanza did not notice at first, so when she finally stopped, he was nowhere to be seen. She growled in annoyance while she looked around for any sign of him, but resigned herself to let out a sigh and walk back over to the rest of the group. "Well, that...wasn't embarrassing at all. You can see why this one says her brother is a troublemaker. He loves doing that around strangers. If mother were here, she would straighten him up in a second. Don't worry, Ma'tanza will get him back, though. This one doesn't like spiders, and scorpions, and those strange, bug-like things with the big claws that live in the river...but he is terrified by centipedes. Ma'tanza thinks he will find one in his bedroll tonight."

Ma'tanza took in another deep breath to calm herself. Looking down at her own body, she started to grumble. "Great, now her chest is sore. This one hates running without her wrap. M'ibasa knows it too." She commented.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

S'nishi have a deep grunt and a nod in response as a greeting. Just as with all quadrupedal Khajiit, she could not speak naturally, so she would have to rely on body language and writing. Ma'tanza charged a spell in her hand for a few moments, then used a light wave of telekinetic energy to brush away the leaves on the ground in front of her so she would have a place to write.

"Ma'tanza's sister is the only Senche-raht left in the clan. She is one of our warriors. Or, a scout, right now. She helps to keep us all safe, and Ma'tanza couldn't be more proud of her." She explained, prompting S'nishi to lightly brush against her shoulder with her forehead.

Ma'tanza gestured towards the others as she looked to her sister. "This is Tzirret, Sabine, and Peiter. They came to the clan with the Champion."

Upon the mention of the Champion, S'nishi's expression turned to obvious surprise.

"Wait, do you...right, you've been away. The Champion of Hircine is here. She has come to help us, and they are part of her pack, and the one that came with her." Ma'tanza explained.

While the others were speaking, M'ibasa was slowly creeping up behind Ma'tanza with a mischievous smile that was easily recognizable. He was carrying something in his hand, but until he was right next to Ma'tanza, it was difficult to tell what it was. He held it up next to her head, just in the periphery of her vision. When she turned her head to look what it was, she saw his hand holding what appeared to be a scorpion by its stinger. Immediately, she let out a deafening, high pitched scream, and quite literally began to run away while M'ibasa chased her in circles around the group.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ma'tanza laughed. "They tease you? Well, then they remind Ma'tanza of her brother here." She said, putting her arm around him and pulling him close. He started to grumble, likely because he was annoyed at his sister continually touching him without knowing why. "Pushing Ma'tanza into the river, stealing her clothes, or soul gems, throwing spiders in her fur. He loves causing trouble." She turned and looked at Peiter and Sabine more directly. "Though, this one guesses your schemes are more elaborate. Be careful, this one might just help Tzirret even the score." She joked.

Once Sabine asked about Bheja, he reached over and grabbed his spear, then set it across his lap. "Not exactly, I'm not really a hunter. I just have training today. A lot of us in the clan are learning how to fight; I don't really want to be a warrior, honestly, but we aren't in need of as many farmers right now."

As they spoke, the group might have heard heavy, ponderous footsteps steadily approaching behind them. Sticks and leaves crackled under its feet, until it walked up directly behind Tzirret, blocking the sun and casting him in shadow. When Peiter turned around to see what it was, his eyes widened again, though for an entirely different reason. This being was none other than a Senche-raht. It was a Khajiit twice the height of a normal Senche, and even more massive. The Imperials often referred to them as "battlecats," and with good reason. This Senche-raht looked like it had more muscle just in its thighs than Peiter had in his whole body. It was almost hard to believe that such a being could exist, let alone be an actual person.

Once the Senche-raht stopped, Ma'tanza smiled. She quite literally jumped up from where she was sitting and walked to Tzirret, then past him to reach up and hug the massive Khajiit around the neck. "You're back! Those patrols always take way too long." She said before turning her head back to the others. "This is Ma'tanza's big sister, S'nishi."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ri'nakhad nodded in agreement. "Anyone who will not raise suspicion is a good choice. If you are volunteering, then you can take that role. This one would just recommend that you bring Colors with you. He can help you to obtain those items without drawing attention. It will, of course, have to wait until we can move the entire clan closer to the city. Senchal is several weeks away from here by land after all."

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Bheja looked up to La'khay once she was introduced. He had giver her a curious look before, as if he could not decide on something in his mind, but he seemed to reach a conclusion once he heard her name. "Yeah, I thought I recognized you. You're from Ra'kalesh's pride? I heard yesterday that he was made a lieutenant. A Whispering Fang monk seems like the perfect person for that kind of a role."

La'khay smiled back at Bheja. "Yes, all of us were proud of him. Though, La'khay is just glad to be back safely."

As for Peiter, his eyes widened ever so slightly when Ma'tanza turned around. His gaze moved downward briefly, though fortunately, the fact that she was sitting meant he had to look down anyway. Otherwise, he simply waved with a smile and did not yet join in the conversation.

Ma'tanza gave Sabine a curious glance. "Really? What would Tzirret have to fear. He is a big and strong werewolf; he demonstrated that quite well when this one's brother tried to wrestle him at the river." She commented, grinning as she rubbed the top of her brother's head. "Although, both of us together were able to pin him down."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

For that scene, I didn't really have anything else. Most of what they would be discussing from that point would be specific details of what to sell or keep, when they will move, and how they will spread the word through the clan. All of that can be summarized.