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[Sfikas]

He was tracking her. She was the only thing in the world that could pull him from the clutches of his mother, from his near-inescapable drive to groom himself into her perfect successor.

He was tracking Soirée, that is. No need to think about Mother. Pretty, mysterious, perfect Soirée. He'd almost let her go when she'd left, but now, he couldn't imagine how.

He pressed forward, head low and streamlined like a snake as his paws crunched against the frosty earth. He'd climbed an endless range of godforsaken mountains to get here, and while he had temporarily lost her scent, Sfikas had enough faith in himself to know that she must be close by now.

The sound of bellowing caught his attention. Sfikas paused, eyes narrowed, to find the source of the commotion.

Oh. Oh, God.

It was a pair of elk--probably the largest bull he'd ever seen mounted on a cow, going absolutely crazy on her. Sfikas was revolted at how such a large, normally-magnificent creature could put itself in such a lowly position. The noises, the hip motions, the tucking of the tail, his desperation...

He decided that elk looked much more dignified with slit throats, kicking fruitlessly on the ground. Did all animals look so pathetic when they fucked?

Sfikas would never stoop so low. Sex was demeaning. He was a virgin, whatever, but he knew enough to decide it wasn't worth it.

Still, he stayed where he was, ears cupped forward and head tilting to catch what sound he could, eyes locked on the pair. An unfamiliar throbbing aggravated in his loins, followed by a neediness in his gut, that nearly made him pant.

Above all, it made him angry. His lips raised as he watched them, his hackles prickling. If he charged them, he'd undoubtedly catch the bull unaware, perhaps even unable to flee.

[Eoduin]

Part of him felt bad for wanting to escape so badly — badly enough that he'd scale entire mountain ranges, dangerous ones, just to get distance between them. Distance that he still felt wasn't far enough, despite this valley being completely locked away and secluded.

It was small, much smaller than any other valley he'd ever seen, but that made it feel.. safe? Secure, yes, but was it enough?

He trotted calmly through the snow, his nose sifting through and displacing the uppermost layers just for the fun of it. Something to distract him, probably, because he wasn't about to live the rest of his life on edge. Wasn't about to spend his days afraid of some random girl. Some random girl that wanted so badly to be his friend that she drove him absolutely insane in the process.

An unfamiliar sound reached his ears and he glanced up, raising his snout from the snow to look fully at.. well, two undulates doing their business. But that wasn't what really caught his attention; what drew his eye was another wolf, another man, just standing there, watching them.

Eoduin raised a judgmental eyebrow, but started towards him nonetheless. It would be nice to have a conversation with someone that wasn't Rivka for once.

[Sfikas]

A stranger materialized out of the winter gloom, and had the audacity to raise a brow at him.

Heat burned beneath Sfikas’ fur, shame at what he’d been caught doing and indignation because it was certainly not like that. He wasn’t a pervert. Of course not.

The stranger looked vaguely like his distant family with the familiar golds and browns of his fur, but strangely… innocent. Sfikas couldn’t place it right away, but the familiarity was what saved his ass from getting charged as he approached.

Not today. He wasn’t in the mood for conversation. Sfikas shot off with a snarl toward the elk, first showing his teeth and then parting them in preparation to sink them into horned-up elk flesh. If the boy wanted to talk, he could prove himself useful first. If he couldn’t do that, he was useless.

Strength roll[roll=1d20+2]

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Agility roll[roll=1d20+2]

//rolling str and agility to see how quickly he gets to the elk/if they try to run or fight back and possibly muck up the situation

[Eoduin]

It didn't take long for Eoduin to realize that he might've jumped to conclusions. Moments after they'd made eye contact, the other man took off, snarling with jaws wide as he charged straight towards the pair. If Eoduin had been any type of empathetic fool, he'd have felt sorry for them — for how terrible it must've been to think they had the privacy to procreate, just for some random jerk to storm in and ruin it.

But, he wasn't empathetic. Far from it, in fact, and it was for this reason that he let his prey drive consume him — his pupils widening like a cat's as he ducked his head, his ears pinning as he lurched to join in on the hunt.

Maybe it would serve as just the distraction he needed.

// rolling agility as I assume they've started to run etc

Agility roll[roll=1d20+2]

[Rivka]

Content warning: Sexual themes

Rivka was not an easy girl to lose. Once she had her eyes set on something, she almost always saw it through. That is, unless something better came along her way. In this case, nothing had. And so here she was, traversing across mountain ranges and valleys, her nose pressed to the ground as she tracked the male ahead of her.

It had been a bit touch and go for a few miles, but alas, Rivka had found her way and out she stepped, into a dreary looking meadow around her.

This is where he went? She asked herself skeptically, this was what he enjoyed? It seemed to lack the luster Rivka would’ve looked for in a valley to settle down in, but no matter, she wouldn’t be picky.

Ahead of her, Eddy moved through the distance, his silhouette forming a blurry outline against the raining snow. It caused but the briefest of smiles to slip across her maw. But beyond him, lied another, chasing gracefully after two elk that were hoisted upon themselves.

Sickening.

But interesting.

She grinned wider.

Her eyes sparkled against the chilling day and she reclined into a sit, just beyond the line of trees. She didn’t need to run after them, make her presence known, or help them take down two elks who just wanted to enjoy a nice fuck. No, she wasn’t that cruel—and really, what girl did the dirty work anyway? Instead, she merely watched from the sidelines; eyes lit up as men did the manly things they did, and she smiled in the safety of the shadows; as content as she’d ever be.

//skippable, just watching hehe

[Sfikas]

The elk, scared beyond comprehension, did nothing for a moment. Then, as he drew nearer, the cow let out a terrified bleat and scrambled beneath the elk’s weight. She was able to wriggle free and, less winded by their union, shot off into the bushes.

The bull stumbled, seeing as the bride he’d been supporting himself atop of suddenly wriggled free, and there were a pair of predators with sharp, glinting teeth headed his way.

It bought Sfikas time. His instincts saw the massive rack of his antlers and screamed at him to stop, but he knew better. Sfikas knew when to charge, and now was a prime opportunity to set himself up for the rest of the winter. He could see, upon drawing nearer, a few gashes—some rather sickly looking—along his flank. Competition for a mate, perhaps, or a run-in with another predator?

The elk started running at the last minute. Sfikas had not cared to check if the stranger was chasing after it, too, but he thought he heard footsteps.

Taking down a large bull like this would be one hell of an accomplishment. With it being winded from mating and possibly weakened by recent events, Sfikas thought he had a pretty good chance, too.

Agility roll[roll=1d20+2]

[Eoduin]

Snow flew in great flurries as the bull elk thundered across the open expanse of the Keep. Eoduin had managed, just barely, to catch up just as the two of them had taken off. And now he pushed harder, hoping desperately to close the gap between himself and the injured flank of their prey.

He barked loudly, an attempt to scramble the animal further in the hopes that it might slip up or otherwise make a mistake. While he had no idea who his hunting partner was, part of him knew that the two of them were more than capable of capitalizing on such an opportunity.

If he managed well enough, his jaws were parted, his breath rushing painfully through his lungs.

Agility roll[roll=1d20+2]

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Strength roll[roll=1d20+3]

[Sfikas]

With the intensity of his focus on the hunt, Sfikas was surprised when he heard barking beside him. So, the boy had decided to join him, after all. It didn’t matter. He was still horny and irritated. He angled an ear toward the other man and raised a lip.

But then, whether it be luck that the elk had moved closer to the stranger than Sfikas, or a difference in speed, he was able to land the first real bite.

Not for long, if he could help it. He was in too sour of a mood and far too competitive to not at least perform similarly.

Agility roll[roll=1d20+2]

[Eoduin]

// content warning for slightly gore-y imagery

Eoduin hadn't noticed the other man's reaction to him showing up — he only had eyes for the prize, his aim true as he latched his teeth into the animal's hide. And he was well aware that it left him open to danger, so he tried to be quick, using his bodyweight to tear madly at the already shredded flesh. it certainly wouldn't be enough to take the beast down, but it would reopen fresh wounds, weaken him over time with the loss of blood.

After his teeth broke free, he dropped back to lope along at a safe distance, catching his breath and watching to see what the other guy was made of. Eoduin wasn't all that aware if he'd even tried to make a move yet.

Strength roll[roll=1d20+3]

[Sfikas]

He'd taken the opposite flank of the other boy. And, yes, Eoduin, he'd been trying to make a move, thank you!

Luck just wasn't on his side. And, maybe, he'd flinched in the face of those antlers and flailing hooves. Sfikas was mortal, after all, and he had at least some self-preservation skills.

He tried to lunge forward to close the gap between himself and the bull and land something, anything, along its flank.

Agility roll[roll=1d20+2]

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Strength roll[roll=1d20+2]

he got a barely successful so im also rolling strength