Ouroboros Spine Dutiful Hunter

Rodyn stared at her for a moment with a raised eyebrow. The only proof that he didn't like being told what to do. Not that he was exactly angry about it. But she ordered him around like she was higher up the rank than he. And he found that part of him rankled to be told how to hunt, when he clearly knew how.

He also knew about the direction they would run. Part of him was a bit irritated that she treated him like a wolf that didn't know how to hunt. He was the first hunter, he had brought in furs, pelts, meat all autumn and winter long. He had earned his place by hunting.

He shifted into position and settled to ready himself. He knew how to conceal and be ready. She drove the beast with drive, which he couldn't fault her for.

Rodyn tore from the underbrush and bull rushed the creatures side. She drove it forward and he grasped the haunch and pulled to topple. WIth her combined energy, and drive. The creature would begin to fall. And with skill and precision he snapped into the creatures throat and tore it out.

Then with sides heaving he stared at the female. Irritation clear on his face. His tail no longer neutral. She had insulted his intelligence, then she had walked away before he could speak. He found that despite the kindness that beat in his heart. This he could not let slide. Though he was nice when he spoke.


I know how to hunt, Nasamik. In the future don't order someone else around. It's offensive . Suggest yes. Order. No. Secondly, you don't walk away after telling someone what to do. It's rude. I'm the first hunter and I thank you for the successful hunt. I thank you for offering your assistance. However, you do not get to order me around as if I know nothing. You are not in charge of me.