Sunbeam Lair Put your hands up, here and there

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Next round begins on April 18th. According to the die, someone from Group 2 (the guys) will get to deliver the killing blow. You guys may decide amongst yourselves which character gets it, or turn it into a group effort—your call!

With each group having seemingly settled into their respective positions, Asterr turned her full attention towards the pronghorns. They were large, sturdy beasts, but every great giant possessed a weakness. She sought to locate theirs, her eyes drifting from one animal to the next as she sought out an appropriate target. Even as they moved here and there to find new patches of greenery to munch on, she could find nothing that resembled a limp or injury in general. With a frown, she shifted her gaze towards what she believed to be a female, for its size was not the most impressive to be seen; it still offered them plenty of meat to pick from, but with fewer risks. She flickered an ear and threw her muzzle in the doe’s direction, singling it out first to Shikoba and then the males. Whilst large hunts were not something that she often partook in, the instincts that were so deeply embedded in her subconscious shoved their way towards the forefront of her mind, dictating her actions.

There was a flick of her tail, followed by the forward shoving of her ears before the Chieftess set off. Hopeful that the males had been able to see her, too, she moved towards the doe with the intent to herd it away from its family. Several times had she glanced towards Shikoba, watchful of her partner whilst also ensuring that they were on the same page; never did her eyes dart back to see the second group, relying instead on her ears to pick up on the sound of their footfalls. With yet another flick of her tail and a few low barks, she encouraged them to get closer, deciding that they might be better suited for the actual takedown. Asterr, never having been one to twirl with the mundane dance of dominance and submission, lacked the desire to take the beast’s life herself. She valued her life, her safety, far more that glory, and understood the risk that arose anytime she was around a being larger than herself.

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