Muttonhawk

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Rhazii's eyes were wide and wild while he tried to pry apart the chaurus' segmented exoskeleton to get at the meat underneath. Between his look and the way he had trouble solving the puzzle that was the chitin, it was clear that he was completely overtaken by his beast spirit. He ate happily, pulling off pieces and snapping them up until he could swallow them. His ears were pert and his eyes focussed away from all the details around him. It wasn't obvious whether he was avoiding the more acidic flesh or whether he was just missing it by coincidence.

Ahnasha had to clack her teeth to get Rhazii to back off so she could eat, but he got the message quickly. His ears and head went down and he shuffled away until he was out of Ahnasha's reach.

About a minute later, still licking the remnants from his teeth, Rhazii looked around with more awareness again. He was going to be last to eat the rest of the kills, so he padded over to Kaj-Julan and began to sniff around his face and shoulders.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

As soon as the pack began charging in, Rhazii bolted forth on all fours faster than he had ever moved on his own before. He felt a rush of excitement as the young chaurus he pursued began to scuttle away in a panicked reaction to Ahnasha leaping around it. He closed in, even as it tried to run, and jumped to reach it.

His claws were held forward and scratched along the surface of the beast's body. His hands slid -- its chitinous shell was too smooth to grip. His jaws got a better grip around one of the chaurus' legs. The chaurus was pinned down under Rhazii's weight even as it tried to crawl away, Rhazii's feet dragged along the ground to slow it. When Rhazii growled and whipped his head to snap the leg he was biting, the chaurus turned around to try and bite him back with its venomous mandibles. Rhazii saw a chance to get at its exposed neck and met it before the chaurus could bite. He held the creature's head back and held another of its legs while he tried desperately to wrap his teeth around the shell of its neck. It took a few moments of furious snapping before he found a narrow part and crushed down with his jaw. Ichor leaked out of the new holes punctured through the area. Rhazii held on and kept the creature pinned for long enough for it to stop squirming.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

In anticipation for the Xerxes battle, I drew the generals of Alefpria. Both current and prospective.

@poog the pig

Poog, I love your drawings, I love seeing Divinus visually fleshed out, but I'm really sorry, I've been procrastinating especially hard today.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Rhazii did not verbally respond to Ahnasha. He stared across at the target he had been shown and his nostrils pulsed to smell at the air. When Ahnasha began to move, he kept close to the point of lockstep with Ahnasha's trotting paces.

The rest of the pack were experienced enough to know the plan without Lorag confirming it to them. They took up positions opposite the waterway in preparation to strike. Fendros and Sabine were allocated to the sides to keep the chaurus escaping across the edge of the water while the others would leap out.

Rhazii was tense and sprung. Chaurus meat was not the tastiest of flesh, but his beast spirit did not mind. He was opening and closing his mouth, licking the sides of his snout as he began to salivate. The hardest part was not getting so excited that he would begin wagging his tail or leaping out prematurely. The gaze of his parents kept him tempered for the most part. He didn't take his eyes off his prey.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

<Snipped quote by BBeast>

My apologies.

Tauga hungles two hangos and the hinged honger of their former hengg.

@Antarctic Termite

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Did we want to play out hunting the chaurus or skip to the morning?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With Lorag beginning to walk, Fendros huffed in Rhazii's direction to get his attention. Rhazii stood up and began to pad along with his ears still flat. They all began moving again, this time with Rhazii's excitement dampened. He paid more attention to his surroundings and stayed closer to the pack as they all closed in on the chaurus' trail.

In particular, Fendros made sure to keep looking over his shoulder to confirm that Rhazii had not wandered off again. The boy probably didn't even know that he was doing something wrong with how strongly his beast spirit was with him. Fendros also did not remember his first turning, traumatic though it was. Although, Fendros believed that there would be no more close calls tonight.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

At this point, Rhazii was more scared than wounded. He had his nose lowered and his ears flat, whining softly in place. When Ahnasha and Meesei inspected him for injury, they found only the damage from the initial frost spell. His skin was a mix stinging and prickly numbness that left marks of red and purple. It would all heal on their own over time while he was in beast form, but healing them now would alleviate the pain and bring his energy back.

Now that the threat had passed, Fendros did not show his teeth anymore. He stood a pace further away than Ahnasha and sniffed at the air around them.

Rhazii did not look up yet, but he breathed in and began to make sounds as if briefly hissing and growling. "Sss...sssrr. Sssrr." It was a word he was having trouble making out. "Ssssrrre...srrry." It soon became clear that he trying to apologise.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Rhazii's panicked mind was too addled by his beast spirit to know how to properly react to the approaching ice spike. His immediate reaction was to duck his head and raise one of his grown arms. He heard the spell impact in front of him and opened his eyes to see that Fendros had jumped between him and the final wispmother image. The ice spike was sticking out of his upper arm as he turned around to Rhazii with bared teeth.

The wispmother was being engaged by most of the pack at this point. Fendros opted to wrap his teeth around the scruff of Rhazii's neck and drag him to safety. Rhazii was large enough that he tried to walk along, but his feet frequently slid on the ground without effect under Fendros' trained strength.

They reached an outcrop that would provide cover and Fendros dropped Rhazii into it. He then pat the ground in a sign to hide himself and growled the word "down" through his teeth. Rhazii obeyed, dropping prone. It wasn't until he hit the ground that he realised how much the initial magic had hurt. He began to whine in pain and shame when Fendros galloped back to see whether the wispmother had been destroyed yet. Rhazii noticed that the ice spike had made Fendros begin to bleed and limp, however long that would last.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

I can personally confirm that physics is a higher circle of maths hell. Not the worst, but hell nonetheless. I can't speak for BBeast, but I don't think physics is the maths hell where Stockholm syndrome starts to kick in. That's more in the level of applied or pure maths.