Deimos
before bones, before dirt, before even light
this is who we were
Deimos saved any and all relief or satisfaction until the end – wanting to ensure the all the beasts were felled before the semblance of victory reigned. Because anything could go wrong in a hunt – this is who we were
Colt and Sohalia stumbling, inevitably, affected their attacks. While the ursur pummeled at the rocks, the reverberations sent multitudes skittering and finesse wearing away at the seams. The rancher’s arrows flew beyond the bear, into tufts of hair at best, before faltering into the ice below. And while the Attuned’s efforts with the owls prevailed (well, except when the void creature snagged one in his teeth and sent it to an early, irritated grave), the chakram buzzed by as well, careening back to her with nothing to show for the efforts.
And in all the chaos, Belial continued to work on the lasso, but it didn’t budge away from the felled one’s tusk.
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Colt and Sohalia miss, and the ursur has eaten one of Sohalia’s owls. >.>
Koa and Deimos have hit!
The ursur has knocked away the rock Sohalia was hiding behind.
Belial doesn’t have the lasso yet.
Ursur One: 0/100 very dead
Ursur Two: 0/100 much dead
Ursur Three: 26/200
this untamable expanse
churning proof that we have always been deep, restless souls
churning proof that we have always been deep, restless souls







