chak is x hours behind <3 tags for ref!
@Alaric had come down from moonspear.
@Kilgitsuk stayed at his side. they paced themselves and kept on the oily trail. chak had no desire to rest or to hunt. adrenaline kept his muscles singing with strength and he felt the power of oil father with he and his hunting party.
in a relay, they spread their searching between the weald and now a deep forest. the man's scent was here, cooling.
chak did not hesitate on his pursuit.
Hes also x hours behind, with Chakliux!
Kilgitsuk felt more alive during this hunt than he had in many, many days! He ran beside his hunt-brother, while a wolf of the Spear charged through the wood elsewhere.
The scent of the offending man was heavy at first and then thinned as he hunted, so he turned to reconvene with Chakliux, and discovered the trail was stronger there.
He wanted to find this man, for the sake of Chakliux, and the village. He wanted to wound this man and prove himself still capable, and deeper still, to promote his connection to his roots; he was Tartok, and this man was prey.
lmk if this isn't ok
Warning howls of yesterday detailed the description of an obsidian man with bonesplinter teeth and for the wolves of the Moon villages to watch vigilantly for any sign of him. For Ariadne, for the budding Moonsong, the snowcloud had upped the frequency of patrols to the forest and it was during one such trip that such a shadow was sighted.
The man would come to find he was not safe, but had instead walked into a mousetrap.
Tulugak would let loose a scream as ivory paws drummed on frost-hardened leaf litter. This was surely the man! She knew not the specifics of his crimes, nor was she much of a warrior herself, but by
Sedna she would not allow such filth to pass the glacier unharmed.
A blood curdling scream put Alaric on edge. He was a rear guard so to speak sweeping where the other two hadn't gone. This was a new voice and he headed towards it, ears thrust forward. Wary he would defend hold onto, but it was Chakliux who would be fighting for it was his wife and his honor. Alaric wouldn't take that away.
i have him in the rear so he probably won't get there before Chax and Kil
god brightens his path with sun-dapples. if he squints, he can see it, just through the treeline — flat earth carved by glory, shimmering quartz and calcite. the prophet recognizes these minerals. his chest pounds with the memory of taking his own family to the warmlake four miles south from their winter home.
before things had come to this.
he is as calm and as quiet as he can be while he dashes for his saving grace. among tens of pools, how will the heathens locate the one that drowns his scent?
thank you, heavenly father.
this will be my last post here! feel free to have ur toons decide to do whatever if they find his trail near the hot springs <3
Kilgitsuk could not find strong traces of the man as he went. As he rejoined with Chakliux, he heard the other hunter speak a plan in to motion and without comment - merely a determined nod - Kilgitsuk chose a direction and went.
Although he did not know it in the moment, his path would not lead to anything of value, and he would return to the village frustrated and ready for more work. For now he was imbued with the fervor of the hunt, and charged along until he was out of view once more.
No sooner had the shadow arrived had he vanished into the wind.
Tulugak spent time searching, pacing the pools feverishly until the arrival of others marks the end of her hunt. Frustrated and shaken, she nodded as the pale man reeled instructions, unbeknownst that this was the Chakliux the red woman spoke highly off.
She would follow the edge of the forest until the glacier came back into view, alert to return at a moments notice lest any of them find a trace of the illusive criminal.