[Viking] On the Hunt [Ulfric & Ronan]

[Lithiasaur]

Tanakako

Ulfric of the Stormborn was ready for another step toward greatness. He was working toward the rank of Captain, wanting to accomplish as much as he could to get his name known. He wanted a reputation, and he let rumors and things others assumed about him linger. At this point, any press was good press for him.

He was not picky.

He had just set out from the viking pride to start another hunt. He was looking forward to finding another God, having found two so far and wanting to expand his collection of God related trinkets. He had a feather from the God of Negligence, though he had not learned that ones domain. The feather was good, because it had blood on it.

Proof on proof.

He was not in a hurry, though, and lingered close to the pride lands for now, trying to make up his mind on where to go and what to do for this outing.  

[Tanakako]

He had only been back at the pride for a few days but already he was exasperated by several specific members. The yellow maned fool Samael appeared to be stalking him, even following him to Ronan's preferred alone place down on the wind swept shore. Ronan was not generally the type who indulged in mindless violence but Samael seemed intent on pushing him to it.

Then there was a certain freeborn female who kept catching his eye. Independent, proud and bold, she appeared totally oblivious to the attention of any male, including him. Not that he had been trying, but the very fact that the only female he may consider worthy of mothering his offspring was so intent on ignoring him was both irritating and worrisome. It would mean more effort to get her to agree with his request when the time came.

Huffing he pushed the annoying thoughts from his mind. Right then he had more important things to consider, such as how to occupy himself and preferably, how to get away from the pride lands for a while as his usual reaving band were intent on getting as much fermented fruit as possible after their last success.

Pausing he looked round, realising that he was already some distance beyond the boarder. Well, he wasn't going to go back now, maybe Lucivar was near by. The blond captain was usually good for a spar and often took extra reavers on his Vikings if they asked. Tilting his head he thought he caught a sound. There was another close by....
 

[Lithiasaur]

Tanakako

Ulfric looked over toward the male that appeared, the scent familiar enough. It was someone that lived in the same pride he did, that much was clear. Another viking, perhaps a Reaver like himself. He was interested in making more allies from those of his own rank, and did not seem others as challenges or competition unless they made themselves that way. he was a strong lion, and had no reason to lack confidence in himself.

"Hello," he said, nodding his head in greeting as he moved closer to the other male.

"You are a Stormborn," he said, more of a statement than a question. It was not out of the realm of possibility to run into a few, as he was not too far from the pride borders, though he had come out here far enough to get away from anyone that was not out on a viking. Even the need for food would not bring them quite this far out, as it was plentiful elsewhere.

"Are you out here to go on a Reaving?"  

[Tanakako]

Lithiasaur

Pleased that his distracted thoughts hadn't made him make a fool of himself, he turned towards the advancing male and returned the nod. "Hello." Pausing he swept his gaze over the male, searching his memory for a name, for he felt sure he had seen this one around the pride.

Nodding again at the other male's comment he had to admit defeat, but was sure this was a Reaver like himself. A feeling that was confirmed a moment later. "I was looking to do so, yes. My own band is.... Not currently active." He admitted, sounding not a little irritated by that particular fact.

"Are you organising one?" He might not know this male but it was obvious he was a strong fighter, certainly a Reaver but possibly he could be a captain. Ronan himself wasn't working specifically towards a captaincy, but if the chance came along he would fight for it. If only because he felt most other reavers weren't as dedicated as they should be. If you took on that kind of responsibility you should take it seriously.

 

[Lithiasaur]

Tanakako

"I was not planning on taking anyone with me, but I was heading out to do one of my own. If you would like to accompany me, I would be glad to have another set of paws. But you will have to carry your own weight, I do not take slackers with me."

He did not believe in weakness, and he knew that other Vikings had some bad habits that made them lazy or open to unfavorable behaviors. He was not one who delighted in those bad habits, like taking advantage of the weak or gloating over the defeated. He sought power for a purpose, and he tried to keep his moves specific.

It was something he expected of the others as well.

He held himself with a regal air, though he had never been a king or a leader in a pride. This was the first pride he had ever belonged to, and only just joined up not too long ago. He was working as hard as he knew how to build himself a legacy here.

"I am hunting a very specific prey, and it could take us some time to find it, if we are unlucky. But if you are up for the challenge, you might be able to return here with a grand accomplishment behind you."  

[Tanakako]

Lithiasaur

The big beige male closed the distance between them, pausing at the comment about carrying his own weight. "As it should be." He replied, his gruff voice no-nonsense. Born into the pride Ronan was a full-blooded Stormborn, and as such his views fairly traditional. Honour was vital, and pride, prowess and strength required. Bullies were not tolerated, nor were the weak.

Once again the thought of Samael came tok mind, and again Ronan pushed it away with irritation. That waste of skin was not worth his time... If only the patchy male would make himself scares and stop bugging Ronan, his attempts to forget the fool might even work.

Turning his gaze back to the male beside him he nodded. Ronan was not the smiling type. "Time is not an issue, it only means the prey is worthy of the hunt." Stepping forwards he paused, deciding something, then looked again at Ulfric. "Ronan." Offering his name to the other male he seemed to consider that enough of an introduction before they got to the more important business of tracking their prey.

"What is it we are hunting?"

 

[Lithiasaur]

Tanakako

"I am Ulfric. And we are hunting Gods."

He had run into one, and ever since then he was bent on hunting them down. So far he had met one other one after that, and he was proud of both encounters. But he wanted more, now that he knew they were not only out there, but plentiful enough to be run into more than once in a blue moon. It was just a matter of paying attention to the skies.

Some Gods could blend into the world around them and look like normal lions, but the ones Ulfric had run into so far had not been. He would not know how to recognize a hidden one, at least not yet.

He looked at Ronan, and he could not help but grin, excited about the prey they were on the hunt for, and the thrill of the fight ahead. It would be a very exciting and difficult time for them, and that was what he wanted.

"Come on, then, let us get to it. Keep your eyes to the sky, friend, and we will find our worthy target."  

[Tanakako]

Lithiasaur

That earned Ulfric a wide grin, fangs bared in pleasure. "Gods.. that is worthy prey." He had never trid to hunt a god before, not least because the ones he did know, namely the Stormborn's own, were not the kind you generally wanted to mess with. But he had been a reaver a long time and knew there were many more gods out there, and many of those weren't as fearsom nor as worthy as his own. Those would make good prey and even better stories. And they would provide a good test of his skills.

That last thought pleased him most of all. Thralls had become boring and predictable, even the ones that fought back. The lands around his home were well known to him, as familiar as the Stormborn's own shore, as often as he had crossed them on Vikings. This was a new challange, and one worthy of a Stormborn male.

Nodding to his new companion, he set off, headed away from their home pride. Judging from Ulfric's comment there was to be little conventional tracking involved and so it really only left one course of action. Avoid those places he visited often as he had never seen a god in those areas, and go further a field where they had more chance of spotting one.

 

[Lithiasaur]

Tanakako

Only the mightiest would be able to hunt with Ulfric, one day, once he had proven his strength and had created a band of worthy Vikings to follow him to power and glory. Those that did not fear impossible challenges, and faced the day just daring it to bring on all it had.

He was glad to set out with a willing companion, and the two had to journey some distance before they finally caught sight of their target. A shadow passed over them, and Ulfric, as he had done with every bird that flew over their heads, looked up to follow the source of it.

This was no bird.

The God was flying fast, across the sky. It was dark in color, greenish, and it circled down to the ground when it found a patch of trees to disappear into. Ulfric followed it, knowing the other Reaver would be with him, not saying anything now that the hunt was one. He spotted the Goddess after some searching, discovering that she was difficult to spot due to her mottled coloring and the dark of the tree heavy area.

This was the Goddess of Camouflage, of course, though they did not know that. Ulfric looked over at Rohan, nodding his head toward the Goddess. He'd let the other get the first move, and see what he would do. It was a fine challenge, to keep the God from flying away.  

[Tanakako]

Lithiasaur

Sorry this took so long. I got stuck with my post.

Content to follow Ulfric's lead the big tawny male kept one eye on the land around them and one on the skies above. He surmised that a winged god would most likely be spotted as it flew. Indeed such was the case and as they set off in persuit he kept pace with the big male beside him. How good it felt to run like this, with anticipation filling his muscles with energy and strength. The scent of prey so close at hand filled his nose and he couldn't help the wide grin that curled his muzzle.

Slowing as they drew close to the trees he caught Ulfric's look and nodded. Moving forwards, head lowered and paws silent, he crept carefully through the thick under growth, proving skilled in the stalk as he carefully closed the distance between himself and the Goddess. He also circled her, working his way round so he was directly behind her. If he could stop her launching, they had a chance, and he had already zeroed in on her one obvious weak spot. Her wings.

Suddenly with a ear-splitting roar designed to disorentate and startle his prey into freezing on the spot, he launched himself over the bush he had been concealed behind and pounched, not at her head, but onto her back, jaws clamping down on the vulnerable wing joint. Trusting Ulfric would back him up. After all, he had never hunted a God before.  

[Lithiasaur]

Tanakako

Mask jumped in fear when she heard the roar. She was not an aggressive Goddess by any means: she was timid and quiet, and liked to stick alone or with her mate at all times. She was only out here because she had gotten an itch in her wings and needed to go for a fly, but now she was regretting coming out the rogue lands at all.

Mortals could be so terrifying! She loved to watch them, finding them interesting and confusing, but having to interact with them was just baffling. Why would they attack someone they did not even know?

She did not have too much time to ponder it, though, as she was in the middle of said attack, and needed to focus on getting out of it.

Ulfric ran in after the other male made his attack, leaping for Mask's neck and aiming to bring her down as quickly as possible. She managed to avoid him, though, rearing up and using her goddess granted strength to pull her body up and out of the way of Ulfric's mighty bite. She could not, however, do much about the lion on her back, bucking in panic.

"Leave me alone, leave me alone!!!"  

[Tanakako]

Lithiasaur

I hope this is ok. If you want m to edit just say. X3 I've no idea how to go about God fghting. Haha

Struggling to stay on her back as she wreaths and bucks, claws seeking purchase in her thick fur as he scrambled, working to keep his grip other wing despite its mad flapping. Her strength was shocking though he probably should have expected it, after all she was a Goddess.

Feeling himself slipping he era he'd out desperately, struggling to get some kind of more secure grip on her, claws slipping harmlessly off her thick fur as her wild movements started to dislodge his heavy weight.

With a few more wild bucks he found himself the one doing some flying as he tumbled head over heels into some spikes bushes. Scrambling to his paws he charged again, h head to stop her from taking off!
 

[Lithiasaur]

Tanakako

Mask was terrified and just wanted to get back to her mate. This was no place for a timid goddess, that much was clear. She barely wanted to talk to others, even mortals, let alone have to fight them! Why would they attack her for no reason?!

It was something she would have to worry about later, though, because right now she was too concerned with trying to stay alive.

"Please, please, stop! I don't want to fight you! Please!!" She shrieked in terror and Ulfric stopped from his charge, frowning. He was a proud and noble lion, and did not like the idea of hunting an unworthy prey. Hunting gods was meant to be the ultimate triumph.

This did not feel anywhere close to that.

"Do not pursue her," Ulfric said, seeing his companion thrown from the Goddess, who was already panicking and trying to take to the sky. "There is no honor in hunting a prey like this. There are worthier Gods to be fought."  

[Tanakako]

Lithiasaur

Slithering to a halt at Ulfric's words he spat out a clump of fur and leaves before shaking himself vigorously, trying to dislodge the collection of needle-like leaves that had speared his fur when he went rear-end first into the bush.

Turning he watched the Goddess flail up into the air and away, then shook out his mane again. "That didn't seem a particularly even fight..." He mused, having expected something far more.... difficult. Instead that female had seemed only interested in escape.

Puzzled he turned to face Ulfric, but something caught his eye. A few feathers lay scattered about the clearing and he bent to pick up the nearest one, rolling it between his claws musingly. "I assume she was the wrong type?" He asked, padding back over to the other male. Well, at the very least he had seen his first non-pride God now, and fighting something with wings had been.... interesting.