EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha adopted a similar stance to Fendros. "Now you are talking about my kind of fun. My beast spirit would love to tear the flesh from its bones, and I'm right there with it. I'll let you lead this one." She answered. Meesei had usually been the one to take him hunting in his beast form, so she was curious to see how he fared when he was in charge of the hunt.

With a mutual nod, they both darted off in the direction of the scent, though not at a full sprint as before. They would need to keep a more cautious pace in order to avoid startling their prey, and to allow them proper time to plan their ambush. As far as prey animals went, kagouti were on the more dangerous end of the spectrum, but with two lycans and the element of surprise, it should be a simple matter to take it down. Ahnasha also found it pleasing that Fendros seemed to be finding hunting more enjoyable than before, specifically hunting with his own claws and teeth. Perhaps the influence of his beast spirit was at least partially responsible for that, but she was seeing that he was becoming more like them. She guessed that Fendros would still probably have some problems with his beast spirit in the future, especially if he were ever forced to go a while without letting it hunt or feed. Right now, since they were in ideal circumstances, however, both he and his beast seemed much more complacent with their situation.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Not if you know what you are doing with it." Ahnasha responded, inwardly entertained by Fendros' confusion. Still, she did not let on to her deception and instead took interest in the fact that he seemed to have caught a scent. Standing to her feet, she stood alongside him and raised her nose in the air. There were plenty of scents floating around, so it was hard to tell which had piqued his interest.

"This land is all the more beautiful when you experience it with the full breadth of your senses, is it not? Without the stress of fighting, how do you feel about your form now? You should take a moment to see what that body can really do. You've already seen the speed, the smell and hearing is much more acute, how about the strength? Have you ever tried to see what limits you can push with your new muscles. I hate to admit it, but you are even stronger than me...in raw strength, that is. I have no doubt I could whip your shapely tail if we were to spar" Ahnasha commented, doing her best to convey a joking tone.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

No problem. It's late right now, but I still have at least an hour.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha laughed internally as she watched Fendros grab at his tail. She could just imagine him chasing it around as if he were a playful puppy, but unfortunately, he wasn't amazed enough to put on such an amusing display. Ahnasha returned Fendros' lick with a nuzzle and gave the closest thing to a chuckle a werewolf could produce. "We are mates, of course it does. Actually, it doesn't just like me, it positively loves me, if I had to guess. Mine is the same way. Their affections are much more instinctual than ours, not as complicated. Normally, wolves are not locked into one mate forever, but, if you combine their instincts with out desires, it makes them loyal.. That is what dogs are known for, right?"

Deciding she still needed to rest for a few minutes, Ahnasha relaxed herself at the base of the mushroom tree, laying down on her side. They would probably find something else exciting to do shortly, but for the moment, it was enough for her to take in her surroundings for a moment as she relaxed. After a few moments, she looked up mischievously.at Fendros beside her as an idea came to mind. She started pawing at his tail; perhaps she would be able to coax him into doing something entertaining yet.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha quickly pulled her head back, relenting to finally climb off of him to let him up. She was panting rather heavily by this point. Her stamina was considerable, but even in werewolf form, not unlimited. After such a long, intense run, she felt it was about time to take a break. She stood up on two legs, which was a natural position for a werewolf. Raising her nose up in the air, she caught what scents she could find on the wind, not for the purpose of hunting, but just to take in and experience the area around her. This land was foreign, with animals and plants she had never seen before. To experience these new scents was exciting for a hunter such as her.

Ahnasha took a few steps to approach the mushroom tree Fendros had attempted to climb. Their claws had cut deep into its stalk; a testament to the power they held. Looking down at her hand, she balled it into a fist and flexed the muscles in her arm. This form brought with it capabilities she wished she could have in her Khajiit body. There was so much potential held with in her, but which she could release only occasionally. "This is one of the greatest feelings I am capable of experiencing. We have such power. It is an even greater difference for you. Dunmer senses are not as acute as Khajiit, but we are equal in this form, and I suppose you also get to know what it is like to have a tail. It's an improvement, no?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha could not say she expected Fendros' sudden maneuver, but her extensive experience chasing prey allowed her to react quickly when facing an unexpected move. She did not quite know what he expected to accomplish climbing the stalk of a mushroom tree, but she was all too happy to take the opportunity. Just as Frendros had sunk his claws into the stalk to scale it, so too did Ahnasha follow suit. She climbed down from below and wrapped one arm around his waist to pull him down with her. He wouldn't be able to brace for the impact like she was, but the impact would really only be enough to knock the breath out of him.

Just as before, she threw herself on top of him to pin him to the ground, but instead of ferociously licking him, she slowly brought her muzzle closer to his while keeping her eyes locked onto his own until their noses touched. "Got you." She said before licking his nose once, her tone as upbeat and happy as a werewolf's voice could manage.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I would like to clarify that only people who are in heavy armor, or who cannot swim would be starting from the docks. The rest of the team who is going with Sharee would be starting from the meeting location, and will swim along the bottom of the harbor to the ship. From there, they can climb up the side, onto the ship.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I'm tending to focus on teamwork with mine. Seems like the best way to approach these demons.

Also, I am far too tired to do anything else. Goodnight.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I was writing for another RP and it ended up taking longer than I expected. I made a short post before going to bed.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha could not admit to having done anything of this sort in her wolf form before, and the last time she had been able to do any sort of play fighting with anyone was with her older brother when they were both still cubs. Still, this was something she enjoyed wholeheartedly, even if it was childish. Since they had fed in beast form only a few days prior, their beast spirits put up no resistance to the fact that they were not hunting. Ahnasha even had the feeling that her beast spirit was going along with it willingly.

Ahnasha was right behind Fendros as he ran. He was, of course, playing to his strengths by sticking to straight paths as much as possible, but the forest did not always accommodate him. After he narrowly missed a mushroom tree, he was slowed enough that Ahnasha gained considerable ground. In fact, she was close enough behind him that she was able to reach out at bite at his tail. it wasn't enough to actually harm it, but enough to let him know that she was right there, and hopefully enough to distract him.