At Lucifer's House
Lucifer woke up after sleeping, it was morning, and he didn't need that much sleep. He started up his stove, by setting a match to some wood, and started to boil some water for coffee. As he waited for the water to boil, he got in his chain mail, and loaded up for another day.
Lucifer itched to go check out those tracks in daylight, he didn't need to be with the Militia until, evening. He attached his gunpowder pistol to his left side, and put his rifle on his back. He took the rapier off his hanger and slid it into the sheath on his right.
He slowly poured himself a cup of coffee, and drank it rather swiftly. He pulled a small bag filled with deer jerky out and slowly chewed on bits of it.
Then he remembered he needed to lead a small patrol into the woods, later, it would have to wait.
( sorry this might seem a little cheesy, but I sort of want to get my character involved)
He once again mounted his horse and rode to the place he marked on the map. The tracks were absolutely gone, but there were new tracks in the opposite direction. He followed the new tracks, no magical disappearances of tracks, Lucifer indeed wished to follow them. Lucifer Whistled, and jumped off his horse, the horse rode back home, it was a smart horse, as Lucifer reminded himself.
He jogged, following the wolf tracks he had his small gunpowder pistol out just in case. After a bit of jogging, he tired out and slowly, and carefully followed the tracks. Lucifer after going over a hill, his eyes scanned for something. WOH! He saw 2 of the biggest wolves he has ever looked at, and 2 other wolves, One looked absolutely amazing. He could only see there backsides, they seemed to be heading somewhere. These werent the average wolves that ate his chickens, they were definitely different.
He hoped that they didnt smell him out, or hear him, but knowing his luck they did. He once again felt for the crest in his right pocket, hoping it would give him more dumb luck. Why did his curiousity always lead him to danger, oh well, his the loud sound of his gun might scar them off, might...
Lucifer moving from one tree to the next following there backsides, pistol pointed down. Lucifer tried to step softly, but his armor hindered him a little bit.