Equatorial: A beginners Island rp

[nixon/monto]

(Tim smiles as bing looks confident.) "after we hunt ill test your skills. But first I smell something up wind." (Tim jumps to a near by grass clump and gets low...he looks out over the grass...in the silence Tim hears a snort of a hog in the distance.) "there's a hog just over that hill we are going to have to ambush it. Stay here and I'll corral it this way." (Tim walks to the left of the small hill and disappears around it.)

[Bing the Wolf]

As Tim gets low, almost automatically Bing did the same, was it his feral instinct? Who knows... But his face changed very serieus and his ears where pointed to the front. Then he also hears the snort and his pupils widened and his hart started to pump faster, filled with adrenaline. He tried to smell the hog, but his nose wasn't that advanced like Tim's was. Bing nods to Tim as he left to the left of the small hill. Bing stayed low and watched concentrated for the possible upcoming hog, his favorite. And now he thought of it, he started to drool.

[nixon/monto]

(Tim looked around the hill and the hog was just about to cross over the hill so Tim acted quickly and started running at the hog. It heard Tim and fainted. Confused Tim came up to it and poked it with his paw. Then the hog came alive and hit Tim back down the hill while the hog ran over the hill toward bing. Tim rolled down the hill only a little bit and twisted his paw. Tim started to jog over the hill seeing if bing had succeeded in the capture.) "darn thing nearly killed me. Why did I approach? I knew it was still alive." (Said Tim to himself.)

[Bing the Wolf]

Bing heard Tim running, but then it got quiet. Bing silently looked up for a short period to see what was going on and then heard some struggles and soon enough the hog came running down the hill towards him. He quickly got down again and prepared to jump. As the hog came closer and closer, his nails came out of his paws, sharp as hell and the adrenaline took over. Finally he jumped on top of the hog as it came closer. His nails perforated the skin of the hog and he took a good grip while he started to bite it in his nek. The hog was squeaking like a pig and kept on trying to get loose. With Bing on his neck he still was able to "run" for a couple of yards until it finally tripped and fell down on the ground. Bing's level of adrenaline dropped down a little. He growled as he took a better grip to the neck of the hog and fresh blood started to poor out of the biting wounds and into his mouth. While holding on to the hog he tried to see where Tim was.

[nixon/monto]

(Tim came over the hill to see that the hog had blazed a trail of broken branches and sense he couldn't see bing he knew bing had gone for it so he followed the path and he saw bing there on the hog and was very impressed -and scared- but very happy. Tim started to walk up and sat down next to the hog.) "forgot hogs had power."

[Bing the Wolf]

The hog stopped moving so Bing opened his jaw to let go. Tim had joined him by then. He tried to clean the blood from his mouth, but that didn't work really well.
"I never tasted fresh blood before, it's gross!" He then realises what he just did and stares silently at their fresh prey. After a while he turns hus head away and starts to vomit. When he's done he looks at Tim with shame. "Like I said, I've never done this before..."

[nixon/monto]

"Never done this before? I've never seen a more successful kill! those are some powerful jaws you have there and really sharp claws might I add." (Tim said pointing out his talon size claws still at the ready.) "I'm guessing it's your first kill? In fact I'm not even sure if you bipedals hunt with your bare hands. Do they?"

[Bing the Wolf]

"Really? I'm sure you are way better at this then I am. I guess I had some beginners luck." When Tim points out his sharp claws, bing looks at his own paws and seems to be suprised too and retracts them very fast. "I don't know what came over me, I enjoyed it a little bit to much." It did feel very good and he did enjoy the hunt. The question remained if he could do it again. "I guess my feral instinct kicked in." He said suprised. "Yes it's my first kill, and my last if I may add. I really don't like the taste of blood.....or do I?" Bing was confused, WHAT just happened!? "At home we don't have to kill, we can buy anything we want in shops. What do we do now?"

[nixon/monto]

"What we do is get this back to our camp. And I understand if you don't want to do that again. Your lucky...some people when they have their first kill go mad." (Tim said walking back to the camp.)

[Bing the Wolf]

Bing grabs hold on the hog with his paws and lifts it up on his shoulder. He disn't talk much. Those words where exactly what he was thinking about. He enjoyed it, but he hated it at the same time. He'd rather buy the meat at a supermarket, then kill it himself. But still.... Was it the thrill, the adrenaline.....? After a period of silence, he started to talk again. "What are we going to do with it back at camp? Who will prepare the hog for us? We can't eat it raw, can we?"

[nixon/monto]

"Well I can eat it raw but I think I know how to cook it. There's been a few other people on this island, I used to watch them." (Tim looks up at the sun.) "looks like it's about time. My pack will be moving across the island to go to war with another pack. Let's hope we don't get In their way...looks like you will be learning a lot today." (Tim said with a smile toward bing.)

[Bing the Wolf]

"Other people? Where did they go?" He asked surprised. And after a while he asked: "Is there a war going on, on this island?! We should return to the camp a.s.a.p. then! I don't want to go to battle!" Bing looked worried. He always had a peaceful life and didn't know what to think of war. "Are there more ferals like you in your pack? Or bipedals like me?"

[nixon/monto]

"There's only ferals here. There's two packs...*the way of the light* is what my pack calls it's self, and the other pack, which have no name. Don't worry because this land is part of neutral territory so war can not break out here. there has only been a few bipedals on this island most of them either die from wild beast or get lost. Some have built a raft and made it off the island. I didn't know any of them but I wish I did. That's one out of many reason I was kicked from my pack." (Tim said very glum.)

[Bing the Wolf]

Bing listened to Tim's story while they walked back to their camp. "Is it not allowed to be friends with bipedals? That is cruel if you ask me. What is wrong with bipedals?" Maybe if others made it of the island, he could make it too? Bing did miss his family, but this was an adventure you only do once in a life time. He looked troubled and was silent the rest of the way back to camp, trying to figure out what to do.

[nixon/monto]

"There are many rules my pack has. Some of the ones I can remember are do not talk to the other pack, do not interfere with other living things unless on a hunt and definitely never ever date/mate with someone of another pack or tribe. Some times I think my pack are the evil ones." (Remembering all this made Tim upset and mad so he didn't talk the rest of the time. But he did think about going away with bing. He was going to ask him once they got back.)