IC: Boar Hunting

[maleborgia]

*Camp's a farm, right? And you know what farms have? Pigs.

The ones in Camp are a little... different from the cute, not-by-the-hair-on-my-chinney-chin-chin ones some of you might be more familiar with, however...

One way or another, it's clearly the time for a boar hunt. Clearly. And somewhere away from the center of Camp are two people on horses looking to do just that.*

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[maleborgia]

*this glance back at Shaun clearly says "what, I'm not doing anything"*

All right. Then shall we be off?

[hawkwardmoment]

[Is Fenris suggesting that she smells like a pig? Hawke's going to send him a look.]

I'm ready whenever you are.

[sharpasafawkes]

I don't think I've got a reason to hold off, you?

[maleborgia]

*dismounting! and taking Romulus firmly by the reins* It's not fair to be mounted if and some of us on foot while we're all following the same prey.

[fistingthing]

Ride, walk, or dance if it pleases you. The game is coming no closer as we simply stand.

[Cranky wolf is getting crankier.]

[hawkwardmoment]

Are you certain? Maybe if we danced well enough, the boar might be curious about the festivities and come to us.

[She's going to start walking in... whatever direction we're supposed to be going, though.]

[sharpasafawkes]

[Sighing and dismounting, walking along too]

Right, because nobody other than me thought it'd be a good idea to double up.

[maleborgia]

If you would care to remount, you and Fenris could form one team and Hawke and myself could form the second. I know you were eager to get some more riding practice in, and this looks like it will be an excellent opportunity.

[fistingthing]

Hawke and myself are accustomed to functioning as a team.

[hawkwardmoment]

We are, but I wouldn't be against trying something new.

[sharpasafawkes]

[Sighs and gives fenris a "sorry, I tried" shrug]

[maleborgia]

Excellent. Now that is decided, shall we be off? Does anyone have a preference in which way the groups will be headed?

[fistingthing]

You may choose whatever direction you prefer. [Fenris glares at Hawke.] I intend to follow the scent trail.

[hawkwardmoment]

[Hawke grins back at him. Cheekily.]

Well then, all the better if there's less of us to block your senses, no?

[maleborgia]

*soamused :D*

Then let us split up. *gestures for Hawke to come with him* If you would kindly come with me, Lady Hawke.

[fistingthing]

[You know, Hawke, while Fenris is a wolf, you're not going to get possessively walled later no matter how much you flirt . . . Fenris stalks in the direction he can smell the boar, gait stiff-legged and clearly aggravated.] We're going, Shaun.

[sharpasafawkes]

[Oh ffs, mounting up and following]

Right, after you.