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Agreed. Leon said the next post would start the distraction. I've been rather busy with school work the past few days, so I don't know how much I would have done anyway, but I'm mostly free now.
As everyone was waking up and getting ready for their morning hunt, Meesei returned to the cave from the outside, after having scouted the immediate area. The group had been to Morrowind before, but never Vvardenfell. The island held significantly more barren ashlands than any part of the mainland, and while it had recovered somewhat from the Red Year almost two centuries prior, it still only held a fraction of its former beauty. The particular area they were in was grassy, with tall mushroom trees and other types of foliage, but much of it was covered in a layer of ash from the previous night's storm, and it was not far to the start of the ashlands.

"I've scouted the area, and it seems it will be safe for us all to go on this hunt. The direction on the winds likely will not be bringing another ashstorm our way." Meesei announced as she entered. "Make sure to store our belongings, especially our food stored, deep enough in the cave. We do not want their scent attracting scavengers while we are gone. This hunt is going to serve two purposes. First and foremost is that we need leather to make cloaks and other shields against the raging ashstorms that can form at any time on this island. As you all know, we do not have an unlimited time frame to complete our task, so we cannot afford to stop and find shelter every time the weather falls out of our favor. Beyond this, the hunt will serve as an introduction to Fendros on how we hunt together in our beast forms. When we finally track down our quarry, the Orc, we will need to be working together at our best to defeat him. Now, let's get our final preparations ready, then head outside." Meesei explained.

Meesei helped the others to move all of their belongings deeper into the cave, away from any prying eyes that might pass by, then undressed herself and walked outside to give herself enough space for her transformation. The others followed suit, and one after another, they began their shifts into werewolf form. At first, the gruesome sounds of bones cracking filled the air outside the cave, but it was quickly replaced with the bestial growls of their wolf forms. Lorag in particular let out a fearsome roar when his transformation concluded, as he was always excited to unleash his potential. Even in their wolf forms, they each had their own talents. Although the size of Meesei's body was fitting for an alpha, Lorag was larger and physically stronger, though Meesei had a better combination of strength, endurance, and speed. Sabine was of course the smallest, but had the advantage of agility, while Janius and Ahnasha were in the middle of the strength vs. agility spectrum. To an outsider, the collection of beasts outside the cave would have been a frightful sight indeed. If one werewolf was intimidating, then an entire pack was a nightmare.
You can if you like. I am rather looking forward to the group hunt.
"Hmph, they weren't anything spectacular, honestly. Once their trap failed, they tried to run, but you don't just escape a lycan, If they get the jump on you, you're probably gonna die, but you break down their ambush or avoid their traps, then it gets much more fun.They fight dirty though, I can tell you that. When we caught up to them, some of them ran, while others fought to the last breath with outright suicidal zeal. I guess they wanted to make sure at least one of them escaped. There was this one little Bosmer woman with a silver shortword that I came barreling straight at in my wolf form, and you know what kind of an intimidating sight that is. This one was fearless, though. Instead of running, she charged straight at me. I tackled her right to the ground, of course, but it didn't seem to matter to her. She just kept trying to stab me over and over again, and managed to get a few of them in. She didn't even try to do anything defensive. Didn't put her arms up to protect her throat when I went for it, nothing. She just wanted to stab me as many times as possible before I killed her, hoping I would bleed out later. These guys are zealots for their cause, and they'll fight to the last if you put 'em in a corner. Remember that." Lorag advised. He took a drink from his waterskin and sighed. He was still disappointed that they had ran out of wine. After that whole business with the celebration, most of the others had began to avoid the alcohol, but not him. He was more than happy to drink whatever the others wouldn't, not really caring about any possible risks. In a small way, he had been kind of glad Ahnasha was with child, as it meant more wine for himself.
Goodnight. I probably need to sleep, except I'm not exactly tired, so it might be difficult.
"They will have ample silver weapons, I imagine, but the true strength of a werewolf hunter lies in how well they know their prey. They are experts at tracking werewolves while simultaneously hiding themselves. All skilled werewolf hunters are intelligent and crafty foes, as the unintelligent ones invariably perish. They can form ambushes and traps that are near impossible to survive, let alone escape from. If you fight on their terms, you should expect to lose. Their weakness, however, is that, when they do not have a trap or ambush to rely on, they are barely any tougher than normal foes. Even silver weapons cannot make up for the sheer force and ferocity a werewolf is capable of. If we are to kill this Orc, we will need to track him before he tracks us. It will be a battle of the mind, of our skills as hunters, as much as it is a battle of fighting prowess." Meesei explained.

"If we manage to find him first, just follow our lead into the fight and you will be alright. Just remember the training we have been giving you." Ahnasha added.

"Indeed, you have been learning quickly. On that note, I intend for us all to go on a hunt together tomorrow, both to kill enough creatures to make hide cloaks for the pack, and to teach you how we all work together during a hunt. Unlike our previous training sessions, this one will not be focused on you, but on the unit. Every single one of us will be hunting together, so you need to find your role within the group." She explained.
"Indeed, but Vvardenfell is a big place, and there is a lot of ground to cover. This Orc is meant to be in Eastern Vvardenfell, so the city of Vos is going to be our best bet for finding him. It was one of the early cities to be rebuilt after the Red Year, so it is one of the largest in the area. Unfortunately, to reach the city requires cutting across the heart of the island, through the foyadas and lava flows of the Molag Amur region. It will still be a few weeks before we arrive, but we are much closer than before." Meesei explained.

"I just hope the other packs Hircine chose for this hunt had to travel as far as we did. If not, he could be dead by the time we arrive." Ahnasha commented.

Meesei nodded. "Indeed, but I would not underestimate this Orc. He is one of our enemy's most proficient werewolf hunters. He likely has an entire band of hunters supporting him. If a pack rushes themselves to reach him first and overexert themselves, they may find themselves the prey."

"Well, I am not going to let my condition stop myself from helping. If he is that dangerous, we will all be needed. I am still well enough to fight for the time being." Ahnasha said. Meesei nodded in response. She was not comfortable with it, but this was something they had discussed before, and as much as she wished it wasn't true, Ahnasha was correct. This Orc was not going to be some base prey.
Yeah. It's going to be difficult to figure out how much to have Ahnasha do. When she can help and when she cannot. For now, she is physically just as capable as she has ever been, but minimizing risk would still be important. There are going to be some situations, though, where staying out of a fight just wouldn't be an option.
"Good morning, beautiful." Sam said giving her a smile as he brought himself to his feet. As much as he wanted to stay and hold her, he still felt nervous in doing so. As he stood over her, reaching down to offer her his hand, he could not help but to look over her body, which he could now see more clearly in the daylight. Even though she was covered in dried blood, he still found her beautiful, which caused his heart rate to accelerate a bit as he looked at her. He no longer felt quite as much embarrassment as he did the night before, but it was still going to take a lot of getting used to for him to be calm while around her in this state. It was probably going to take all day to get home, so it was something he would have to find a way to deal with.
After people get settled in at the college, I imagine any new arrivals would be asked if they were Lidda a lot.
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