orderispeace: (Drawn blade in tall grass)
Haytham Kenway ([personal profile] orderispeace) wrote in [community profile] dysproslogs2013-06-24 03:43 pm

Hunting Honeybears

ntinWho: Haytham Kenway ([personal profile] orderispeace), Sinbad ([personal profile] kingship), and Zoe Washburne ([personal profile] someonetocarry) - CLOSED
What: HUNTING BEARS MISSION
When: Mon 24
Where: Woods south of Goldvale
Rating: PG13, maybe higher?

The guard sneered as the group passed through the main gate and turned in the direction of the woods but his sneer was returned with a cocky smile. They had a small history, Haytham and that particular guard, it was an extra bonus to find him on duty to witness the small group being granted permission to leave the city. The last time they had met that guard had been able to block him from getting too near the gate... this time he was entirely powerless to prevent it.

The woods south of the city of Goldvale were dense and the foliage partially covered most of the trails. It was only possible to find the honeybear due to the thick mud the creature's feet had left impressions in and the growls and grunts that could be heard from the bushes just ahead. The mud made travel slow and might add a level of difficulty to the hunt, these concerns were noted as Haytham turned to his travel partners. He had intended to confer with the others to plan out the best course of attack but the bear caught their scent in the air.

With a mighty roar the creature tore through the bushes and charged directly for the group of hunters.

someonetocarry: (gun)

[personal profile] someonetocarry 2013-06-27 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Zoe was less than impressed at Haytham's attitude, to be honest. This was her first even halfway-serious mission since showing up here, and damned if she wasn't going to treat it seriously. She kept her face impassive while he smirked and swanned about, kept her mind on her work, and was already putting a round into her shotgun chamber at the sound of the animal up ahead, just in case. Zoe did tend to be the more soldierly of any group she was in.

So she, at least, was ready when it came pounding towards them. A quick shouldering, a quicker aiming, then a shot-- just a graze at the creature's side, was her aim. She wanted it turned aside, not killed, not yet. If it turned aside, she could get in a blindside, or it could decide they weren't worth the effort.