45th-??? of winter 512AV
Cil sighs, locking his door behind him. His breath curls in thick clouds from the cold. Sentai, Chera, and Vix all following close after, Man...It's bloody early, ain't it...Oh well...Let's go hunting.. "C'mon you guys..1 night tops..I got the gear.." The group sets out quietly through the dead town, in the pre-dawn light, he waves to the gate guard and heads off, bow drawn, quiver ready, and in a tight formation, Vix ofcourse riding shoulder.
As they trudge through the snow Sen runs around checking tracks for game, and the hunt is on, they jog after the tracks, after awhile losing them in the snow and moving on, hoping for a closer target. After a few hours with a lunch break, and then just small five minute breaks. Cil gets exasperated and just goes after a squirrel for dinner, he follows the tracks, Chera staying close by and looking for a good camping spot.
When they find a squirrel he draws the arrow, breathing quietly, then holding his breath as he goes to full draw. Okay...Hold..Sight, wind to the right, don't cause a fight..No wait..I'm not making a bloody nursery rhyme...that could be good actuall-...Squirrel..right..Breathe in, hold..Release. The squirrel, fell out of the tree, dead..He looks it over..thoughtful.."Good thing i packed food..This is pathetic..." He grabs it and goes to the clearing Sentai trails Chera to.
On his way Cil gathers some dry-ish wood for a fire, which is first thing he makes, then pitches a tent, and starts the food. He stretches out, putting on some deer meat from a kill a bit ago. He yawns tiredly, petting all three of them, content. "We'll get something tommorrow..Then we'll go home and see Blizz..You don't have to come Chera..But Sen likes her.." He shrugs.."Mmm...Okay...Squirrel...Chera..we'll eat the deer, if you want more take it..You know how it is.." He pulls out the meat, dividing it up to each animals amount range for eating, jipping himself as usual, he eats about half he normally would, then feeds Chera some more deer meat and packs the rest of the cooked back up with snow. "OKay..Time for sleep.."
46th of winter 512 AV
The morning was average, nothing interesting came their way, but after lunch they caught a fresh trail..Cil sprints along, determined not to lose it, they eventually were blocked by a gorge, it had made the 8 foot jump. "Are you kidding me..?!" He growls, stalking back and forth on the edge, he looks down, the snow too bright to find the bottom. He drops a rock down there..it's about 6 seconds deep..damn.. He goes down a bit, until he finds a smaller gaps, about 4 feet. "It'll do.." He runs, jumps...makes it..Then it breaks...and he falls.
The distance was less down than previously found, but it was about 15 feet, as soon as he hits the ground he yells in pain, falling onto his side. "Oooh...F***...Ahh..!" He hugs his leg, tears, from the fall and the pain almost spilling over. An hour later Chera and Sen are down, Vix had jumped off before the jump, and rode Sen's head to the base of the ravine. His camp is still set above the ravine, the lunch encampment atleast, he had intended to go back...But, he's in a pit.. Cil sighs, waiting and listening. Chera and Sen take turns roaming about a hundred yards, but, they're too protective to leave him.
He slowely makes an ice prop for the leg by tapping his Gnosis. He makes the area as comfortable as he can, in as much pain as he's in. He continues to slowely make water from snow too, good thing the Gnosis still works or he'd be dead within just a bit, He uses his pack's supplies to make a splint too, then rests, hopping someone will come or he can convcince Chera to run to get..someone..anyone really...