Nikolaus Faber (black_dog_) wrote in x_2012, @ 2010-09-01 19:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | reaver, storm, wolverine |
Who: Nik, open to Storm and Karr
What: A run and a hunt
When: Wednesday early evening
Where: Woods behind Haven
Warnings: Dead deer
Nik needed to run. He had needed to for some time now, but the urge had finally become almost overwhelming. At least there was plenty of land to run on, out here. One of the good things about the Haven was the huge area it sat on, and the isolated area meant that even beyond the fence there was plenty of room to run. He hadn't been outside it today, but part of the romp had taken him along the edges, just so he knew where they were. He had intended to fully run the fence line, but a rather familiar scent had distracted him. Somehow he had not thought to find deer here, on the property. Most places were too urban, but as far out as the Haven was, apparently they did come through.
Without even thinking about it, he'd peeled off to track the scent. Nik was an excellent hunter in either form, but these days he preferred four legs to two. He'd catch up with the animal he was tracking, a medium sized doe, in just a few minutes. For a normal wolf taking on a deer alone wasn't always a great idea. However, he wasn't a normal wolf. With his agility and strength enhanced by his mutation, it was far easier to bring the animal down. At which point his settled in to have a meal. Raw meat didn't bother him. Indeed, this was how he'd fed himself for the year or two before coming to Haven.
Of course, he didn't go running without any insignia. He'd managed to figure out how large a collar needed to be in this form to be comfortable, and his communicator and image inducer were clipped to it. Hopefully a good enough sign that he was one of them, and not some random huge wolf hunting on Haven grounds.