Day 4, Winter of 416 AV
Early Afternoon
Aylasa Caves
Early Afternoon
Aylasa Caves
Movement in the bushes. A nervous twitch. Cautious atmosphere. A tense guard.
Eridanus lay in the grass, his body covered with various twigs and branches, most of his body shape obscured by the shrubbery around him. He could feel his lower body getting itchy, and he swore there was something crawling on top of his shoulder, but he could not move. Not now, not when his target was getting closer.
Ever since the rest of his team departed for their missions, there was no one else to grab food except him and Voodoo. Judging from the poisoner's sickly demeanor, the job was really up to him. Except that he sucked at it. There was a reason why Yeller often rather hunted alone than with Eridanus. Because he always slowed the group down.
Now there's no one to slow.
In order to improve efficiency, because there was in essence only two people to feed, since Middleman was just a rotting corpse and had no need for food, he decided to go for larger animals instead of the usual rabbit or hare. Since the cold had begun to strike proper, he could just bury the meat underneath the snow in order to preserve it. Sure, eating it the next day would not be as tasty, but it would not kill them. That was all that mattered.
Ever since he begun to get addicted to Malediction, the vantha realized that he might be suffering from an onset of "Malediction Vision", where one viewed everything as potential malediction products. Even as he camped silently in the shrubbery, mentally willing for the deer to get closer, he was already isolating the various attributes of the deer in his mind, wondering what he could make out of it.
Even recently he had found himself looking at Middleman with a strange glance, wondering what he could make out of a Nuit before shaking himself out of that particularly embarrassing stupor.
His prey padded closer, sniffing about the air in suspicion, then decided to take several more steps towards the shrubbery that he was hidden in. Eridanus stared at it intensely, focusing his vision on his target. While doing so, he began to concentrate the djed within his body. As he did so, he could feel an internal heat building up within his torso. Taking his cue from that build up of heat, he directed them to his arms and legs simultaneously, concentrating more of the djed within his thighs that would provide the burst power for a leap just like that of a frog.
Ooh a frog. I should probably secure one of those when I can. Okay, distracting thoughts over. Focus!
As he concentrated the flux strands within his jumping torsos the vantha exploded from the shrubbery, his body flying straight towards the deer like a projectile. Before the deer could react, he was already on top of the animal, and he quickly brought up the flux energies to his arms as he struck the deer several times on the neck, causing it to twitch several times before staying still.
That was one hell of an unorthodox hunting move.
Slumping the fresh carcass over his shoulders, the vantha began to trudge back to the cave where Voodoo should have been setting up a proper boiling pot so that they would not have to wait.
Eridanus lay in the grass, his body covered with various twigs and branches, most of his body shape obscured by the shrubbery around him. He could feel his lower body getting itchy, and he swore there was something crawling on top of his shoulder, but he could not move. Not now, not when his target was getting closer.
Ever since the rest of his team departed for their missions, there was no one else to grab food except him and Voodoo. Judging from the poisoner's sickly demeanor, the job was really up to him. Except that he sucked at it. There was a reason why Yeller often rather hunted alone than with Eridanus. Because he always slowed the group down.
Now there's no one to slow.
In order to improve efficiency, because there was in essence only two people to feed, since Middleman was just a rotting corpse and had no need for food, he decided to go for larger animals instead of the usual rabbit or hare. Since the cold had begun to strike proper, he could just bury the meat underneath the snow in order to preserve it. Sure, eating it the next day would not be as tasty, but it would not kill them. That was all that mattered.
Ever since he begun to get addicted to Malediction, the vantha realized that he might be suffering from an onset of "Malediction Vision", where one viewed everything as potential malediction products. Even as he camped silently in the shrubbery, mentally willing for the deer to get closer, he was already isolating the various attributes of the deer in his mind, wondering what he could make out of it.
Even recently he had found himself looking at Middleman with a strange glance, wondering what he could make out of a Nuit before shaking himself out of that particularly embarrassing stupor.
His prey padded closer, sniffing about the air in suspicion, then decided to take several more steps towards the shrubbery that he was hidden in. Eridanus stared at it intensely, focusing his vision on his target. While doing so, he began to concentrate the djed within his body. As he did so, he could feel an internal heat building up within his torso. Taking his cue from that build up of heat, he directed them to his arms and legs simultaneously, concentrating more of the djed within his thighs that would provide the burst power for a leap just like that of a frog.
Ooh a frog. I should probably secure one of those when I can. Okay, distracting thoughts over. Focus!
As he concentrated the flux strands within his jumping torsos the vantha exploded from the shrubbery, his body flying straight towards the deer like a projectile. Before the deer could react, he was already on top of the animal, and he quickly brought up the flux energies to his arms as he struck the deer several times on the neck, causing it to twitch several times before staying still.
That was one hell of an unorthodox hunting move.
Slumping the fresh carcass over his shoulders, the vantha began to trudge back to the cave where Voodoo should have been setting up a proper boiling pot so that they would not have to wait.