Forged Alliances ~ { Tag } Marve/Solonia { Surveillance }

The lands around New Atricis that are regarded as Atricis' new territory. Not as big as their previous protective range, but still lots of space and wilds to explore. Dragon Flights and Wher Runs also occur across these lands.
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Tonight could go one of two ways. Either it would end up being a really good hunt, one of the best she'd ever experienced before, or it would quickly descend into the biggest pile of shit she'd ever fallen into, head first. The latter had nothing to do with the partner she would be attending to the night's duties with, nothing at all, but rather the headache that insisted on piercing every inch of her skull with little tiny daggers that felt like the very felines claws that caused her to need a partner in the first place. If not for them, she would just cancel the hunt, or delay it for a few hours, maybe go out a little bit later instead of moving forward and preparing when she should instead be staying in her apartment where it was nice and cool and dark. But she'd made a quiet, self-promise to Solonia and her Solonisk the night she and Solonia had shared a meal with one anothe, and Saibra wasn't going to break a promise to a fellow handler, especially not when they were in desperate need to feed their whers, and fetch meats for the Weyr as a whole.

Instead of letting it drag her down to its level, she paid a visit to the infirmary for a bit of something to take the edge off, not letting them in on how bad it was, then retreated back to her apartment to gather her things. A bag for supplies, her knives and skinning tools, a crossbow she was actually pretty decent with and plenty of bolts to go with it, and anything else she could think of. For the next candlemark, she took care of Sarsk, ensuring her wher was plenty prepared as well, and the bronze certainly enjoyed the attention he received during the thorough twice over, purring and arching, twisting and turning as his handler requested. As soon as he was finished, she spent time going through her things again, and once she was finished, she spoke to the wher in a soft voice, preferring to use it instead of her mind for the time being. "Tell Solonisk that I'm ready."

Solonisk... need to tell. Saibra ready and meet outside. She placed a hand on the wher's shoulder, high up in comparison to her own small stature, then stepped back as he rose. Together the two of them begin the walk to the world beyond the tunnels, and while they didn't exactly move past them once they were met with fresh night air, Saibra didn't stop moving once she was outside. She continued to move, restless and edgy thanks to her headache, but she tried to think of other things while she waited for Solonia to appear. She was looking forward to the hunt with the other handler, having enjoyed a meal with her just the night before. There they'd discussed a few things together, including the situation with the felines, and how they both wanted to go out for a hunt. From there, plans had been made, and the next thing they knew, they were set on meeting up the next night to take care of some hunting.

A win-win situation in Saibra's book. They remained with a partner, as the current rules dictated, the whers got to hunt, hunting for the Weyr took place, and they got to know a fellow handler they normally wouldn't work with under normal circumstances. It was something that made her smile, despite the ache in her head, so while she wasn't appreciative of that fact - the pain - she was of Solonia's willingness to work with a less experienced handler and wher. She would have to remember to thank her before they set off, just to make sure she knew how much her willingness to do this was appreciated, and... well, Saibra hoped things went smoothly. She didn't want to see a fellow handler put at risk thanks to something that she had, in part, put helped put forward. The mere thought made her stomach cramp, almost as much as the pain pulsing from her skull did.

Relax. Solonisk and his here soon. She nodded and leaned back against her wher, knowing that was true. And the sooner that happened, the sooner this headache would go away.
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Solonia had made sure to get up at the proper time to prepare for the plans for that night. She woke only a little while before the whers would wake for the night, slipping out of the tunnels with the sun setting. Night would descend quickly, so she took to the dining hall for a meal to start her night, and then to make sure to have the equipment they would need prepared, plus some extra. With the felines out still and the handlers still trying to gather more information on their elusive but dangerous enemy, Solonia knew it paid to be careful and prepared. They were going out for a hunt, but Solonia was going out prepared for a fight if it came to it.

When it was dark and Solonisk was ready to be up, she got him ready as well, loading him up with what she could and carrying anything else she couldn't give to him without weighing him down too much. He had eaten a good meal the night before, before sleep, so he was filled adequately for tonight's work. He'd have the strength he needed just like his handler did now. Soon, all that was left was to wait for their partners to call for them, letting the younger pair set when they would get started. They weren't kept waiting long.

Sarsk say ready. Time to meet.

So they went to meet them, finding the other pair, Saibra looking restless by her constant motion as Solonisk padded up to them and Solonia hopped off her black wher to greet the other handler with a wave.

"Good evening," she greeted politely. "Solonisk and I are ready to go. I even have some extra preparations, just in case something comes up." It was a habit from being a caravan guard, even if that had been turns ago now, it was training that would likely never leave her.

"I think we are well prepared for tonight's work."
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Saibra came to attention and smiled, glad to see that they were ready, and to hear that Solonia had come prepared. She indicated her own pack, which was filled with other things, but not what the other woman had taken into consideration. It made her think she should have considered it more carefully, but stopped herself short of going into the territory of beating herself up over it. Considering the way her head was still feeling chopped up, it was understandable she hadn't thought so deeply. "I've got a few things as well. Some supplies, a few extra blades. I made sure to grab what we might need for the hunt over all, so hopefully together we should be prepared." Hopefully things would run smooth.

She wasn't going to pretend though - she knew there was a chance of running into something. With the felines going about thick as thieves, there was no doubt something might come up. She wasn't scared, this was part of her job as a handler, but she was certainly looking forward to the day that these son of a bitches were taken care of, and she and her fellow wherfolk - both day and night - could traverse without fear of what might be lurking around the corner, waiting to jump out at them.

Feeling the warm breath on her neck, she reached up to give Sarsk's jaw a scratch and managed a smile for Solonia. "Speaking of, how do you want to handle things if it suddenly explodes on us? I don't think we discussed the possibilities when we went over plans for a hunt. It might be best to dabble in the subject before we head out?" She didn't want to put the suggestion that it might in the air, but there was always that possibility, and it was always best to be prepared. She hoped Solonia would feel the same though if she had her hunches about the other woman correct...
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Thu Jan 18, 2018 3:15 pm

Solonia nodded in approval for Saibra's preparedness for the hunt at hand. It sounded like, between the two of them, they would have supplies for just about anything. Here's hoping, Solonia thought to herself, that this would only be a hunt and her extra supplies would turn out useless. With things the way they currently were though, it was a gamble.

Solonia glanced at Saibra, then nodded again as the Bronzehandler brought up the potentials for a second plan. Just in case.

"Good idea, Solonia agreed.

"If we or our whers come across any signs of the felines first, we'll try and keep low and quiet. Based on what we know of these felines so far is that they're big and as sharp as an arrowhead, so best we tread carefully. We aren't supposed to be outright engaging them unless there is no other choice, but we can gather some information on them if we have the chance. I think it would be a good idea if it's too good an opportunity. If, as you say, things explode on us, and we've found ourselves in a fight? Well then it's fight for our lives and hope there's only one of them, but we should try and provide ample cover for our whers to keep them out of dire straights."

Solonia thought on what she had said a little bit, before looking back to Saibra. "Do you have any suggestions? Any particulars you would like to discuss before we get too deep?"
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Tue Jan 23, 2018 1:31 pm

Saibra knew there was plenty she wanted to discuss. It was in her gut and on her tongue. But no matter how she tried to formulate the words, they just wouldn't slip out. She wasn't sure why, and it ashamed her. She should be able to discuss the matter, and she wanted to because this was serious. If things took a turn, or they needed to communicate something, she wanted to be able to know what Solonia was thinking. It was the blasted headache, she told herself. It was going to be the precursor to how their night went, a sign of how things were going to go. She snorted to herself when the thought crossed her mind that maybe they should tuck tail and return to the Weyr before they'd even left, but she was not about to do that, and she knew without really knowing Solonia that the other handler wouldn't do that either.

Will be fine. Solonisk's fine. You fine. Calm. I am here. Not going anywhere but with you.

Simple words said in a simple manner and yet they left a big impact. Saibra, though her head still hurt, felt her mind clear a little more, and she stood straighter. She brushed herself down and looked at the taller woman with a nod. "I am curious about one thing. We never did discuss how we'll tend to the kills we take down. I'm assuming we'll need to take them back whole, since field dressing just doesn't seem to be an option. Would you agree with me on that?" A simple question, and maybe a little bold of her to assume that Solonia would agree, but in her mind it seemed obvious - field dressing would leave the scent of blood in the air too long, might attract the felines in too great of number. It just wasn't worth the risk, in her opinion, but Solonia might have a solution. Saibra was willing to listen if she did.

There. Good. You think bright now. Proud.

Maybe not bright, she thought, but she was glad she was making Sarsk proud at least.
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"I can't believe I forgot that part," she admitted. It was a good point, Solonia realized, and almost felt embarrassed she'd forgotten to really discuss that with her hunting partner. She chuckled it off though, nodding. "That's probably what would be best, yes. We won't be able to hunt as much, but Sarsk might be able to help us bring it back, and perhaps Solonisk can carry us back if we want to try to make it back fast. Or we can walk and both whers can split the supplies and kills. We could get a little more that way if the hunting's good." She scratched her chin in thought.

"I'm getting a little ahead though. We'll see how good the hunt is, what with the felines contending with us for prey. " She nodded once more. "Back to what you first posed, yes, I agree with you. We'll take the kills back whole.

Solonisk huffed, looking at the two and wondering if it was time to go yet. Solonia patted him on the head.

"Anything else you want to discuss?" Solonia asked to make sure they felt prepared, leaning on Solonisk for a moment until they were ready to head out of the Weyr.
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Saibra considered it for a moment, and decided there really wasn't anything else she wanted to discuss. The situation with the felines and the kills really were the only two things she was concerned about at the moment, so she shook her head. Sarsk nosed her from behind and she smiled as she reached back to touch the wher gently. "I think we're both ready to head out. Sarsk has been agitated lately, eager to stretch his legs and hunt. We'll be happy when this situation with the felines is over and done with."

Don't say, don't think.

She had been about to think-say If it's ever done with but it seemed as though Sarsk was a bit quicker than her to the punch. She was just worried that it might never be taken care of. They seemed so pitted to the ground, the felines, as though they were coming from the earth itself. Wherever they were sprouting from, they couldn't be stopped soon enough in her opinion.

Forgot to answer Solonisk-handler. Do now before leave.

She grimaced and pressed the heel of her hand to her forehead. "How rude of me. Sarsk has thankfully caught me before we left. I think your plan works perfectly for the kills. Place them on the backs of the whers if we get enough, then hoof it back. It might keep them evenly spread and less loaded, and come to think of it, that might be a good thing. If felines catch the scent of the meat, it might allow them to better defend themselves should it come to a situation like that."
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The two wherhandlers were in agreement with their plans. They would go out into Atricis’ territory to find prey to bring back to the Weyr to help supplement their livestsock. With equipment packed, Solonia and Saibra mounted up on their whers and headed out into the wilds. Nothing of interest happened for a while as they left the Weyr proper behind them in order to find prey. They wouldn’t find anything too close to the Weyr after all, but once they were a suitable distance away it was time for Solonisk and Sarsk to track the prey. Solonisk had a strong nose compared to the average wher, while Sarsk had sensitive hearing and a greater ability for stealth. Together, they made a perfect team for tracking, but even after half a candlemark of searching, none of their leads them to anything.

“It looks like we’ll have to go further out. Shards, I was afraid this might happen.” It was true, Solonia really hadn’t wanted to have to go further out, but likely the felines had over hunted the area. It was time to go further and put themselves at greater risk in order to complete their objective. The Weyr needed more hunting parties, but it was too dangerous to send out too many, so it was imperative they came back with something. So the pair of handlers and their whers went further toward the outskirts of Atricis’ territory.

The first half candlemark and having to travel further out ate up some of their allotted time, but as long as they found something soon, perhaps they could get lucky and find enough to make up for the lost time. That was what Solonia hoped at least.

*Smell… Not feline… prey.* Solonisk announced while they moved along, encouraging Solonia that they wouldn’t have to return to the Weyr empty-handed. Still, they were fairly far out, they would need to be careful, both because they couldn’t afford to lose too much prey, but also because they didn’t want to attract other predators that were far more bold than others.

The handlers dismounted their whers for the sake of easier movement and stealth. Solonisk helped to sniff out the scent of prey until Sarsk could pick it up, then the bronze took point due to his stealth. Solonia and Saibra stayed close, but made sure to keep quiet and downwind so as not to tip off the creature they were hunting, as well as to situate in places to help support the whers.

Once the prey was confirmed, they new better what to expect. A wild herdbeast, suggesting there might be more if this headbeast belonged to a herd. It was a good sign or potentially good hunting if they played their cards right. So Solonia lifted her crossbow, and aimed for the beast, aiming a killing blow to make this as silent as possible. When she shot, she missed, but Saibra reacted quickly, shooting her own crossbow and landing a killing hit on the beast. The herdbeast fell to the ground and quickly they all moved to it to make sure it was fully dead and wouldn’t make a sound to alert the potential herd or other predators.

It all went smoothly, and so it was decided Solonisk would carry the beast so that Sarsk could continue to take point on hunting due to his skills. Solonisk would take up the rear to keep the scent of their first kill from chasing off the herd. They were able to confirm there was a herd when they saw another two beasts, and the flickerings of bodies of other wild herdbeasts between the trees several wherlengths away. They would chase off the herd this time most likely, but three herdbeasts would be a respectable amount to return to the wher with, so they set themselves up to try and get both herdbeasts at once.

Solonia took the first shot again at the smaller of the two, and while she didn’t land a killing blow, the bolt lodged itself in the beast’s hindquarters, effectively slowing it from running. They had planned for the second being alerted, and Sarsk was quick on his feet despite his size, descending on the second beast to keep it from running. The first wouldn’t make it far, as between Solonia and Saibra and its slow gait, they took it down to give them a total of three beasts as the rest of the herd fled.

“Three wild herdbeasts is a good amount I think,” Solonia suggested, proud of what they had accomplished that night despite the minor setbacks. And then they heard it… something else… Another herdbeast’s cry of pain and the fleeing herd’s panic.

“We better get these beasts on the whers quickly and get out of here.”

Together they worked at tying the beasts up to make it easier, and gave Sarsk the two smaller ones and Solonisk the largest of the three to try and keep the beasts distributed between the whers the best they could for their sizes. While they finished tying the beasts onto to keep them from slipping, Sarsk’s ears perked and he growled.

Something coming. Big. Sarsk warned, letting his handler know they needed to get moving.

*Smell strong. Feline. Close.* Solonisk confirmed and Solonia swore. They didn’t have time to decide what to do before the threat emerged; an enormous striped feline built like a mountain, or perhaps a monster. It was likely the beast was attracted by the scent of their herdbeasts, and hadn’t expected to find other predators instead.

Both handlers reacted quickly to the threat, but Saibra was a bit faster, launching a crossbow bolt at the feline to keep it from the whers who were encumbered by the weight of herdbeasts. Maybe if they put up a fight when the feline wasn’t expecting it, the beast would give up. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case, as it paused from the first hit, and then the second from Solonia’s crossbow. Solonia used those precious seconds to pull out a knife from Solonisk’s supply pack and saw away at the ropes and straps that held the herdbeast and supplies on his back.

With Saibra’s help, they were able to free Solonisk of his excess weight, but not quite in time. Perhaps the lucky part for them was the fact the feline went for the herdbeasts that Solonisk had carried, yanking it off the wher’s back as soon as the ropes had been cut away. This allowed Solonisk to shed his pack to the forest floor and lunge at the feline before it could try and run away with the herdbeast.

As Solonisk fought the feline from his kill and the handlers, Solonia and Saibra were able to get to Sarsk and do the same thing, releasing him of his extra weight. As he dropped the herbeasts to the ground with the help of Saibra and Solonia yanking them down, he moved quickly forward to aid Solonisk in his fight before the other wher suffered too much injury.

Already, Solonisk was hurt, but he’d avoided anything too bad to his hide, but hadn’t managed to do much to the feline. Now, with Sarsk and him against one feline, the odds were better for the whers than for the feline. Solonia hoped the feline would flee against two whers, but the brave beast didn’t, facing the two whers with a ferocity that Solonia had never witnessed before in a wild animal.

“Shards, I can’t get a clear shot,” Solonia swore, wishing she could aid the whers in their fight, but being unable to without risking hitting one of the whers instead. All they could do was stand back and hope at this point, and Solonia hated it.

The whers fought against the feline with matched ferocity, motivated by the need to protect their handlers from the beast, and their kills as well. Perhaps the whers also fought for their fallen comrades. For all the whers and handlers that had been lost to these foul beasts. Even so though, neither wher came out unscatched, but with these two large whers against the single feline, they avoided the fates of the others that had come before them. With flashing teeth and snarls and claws, the two whers felled the beast, panting hard, standing over the body of the monstrous feline.

“We should take it back to the Weyr,” Saibra suggested after the adrenaline of the event wore off. Solonia nodded in agreement. Maybe the body of one of the felines could prove to be useful. At the very least it would give them all a chance to truly see what they were up against, and help explain why so many had fallen to these creatures.

“Shells, this thing is huge, I think Sarsk is going to have to carry it,” Solonia said in surprise at just how big this feline was when you stood beside it. “Solonisk can carry the herdbeasts, after all that I’m not leaving our kills behind,” she finished with a chuckle before they got to work at loading the whers back up.

It took a while, given they had to cut so much off of the whers and now had a lot to put back on and some ties they had to knot together to make it work. Solonia would have to replace some of her straps for Solonisk, but that was ok. They had all come out with their lives, even if the whers were a little worse for wear. They would all make it home tonight, and hopefully the Weyr could learn more about this terrifying enemy.

{fin}
Note: Written after talking with Ember about this thread. Since I dropped the ball on this and stopped posting in it before it could get anywhere, we decided I would write up a summary post and let Ember read it over for approval.
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