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#2011-05-03 23:34:58, as written by Seraph

Somewhere deep in the wilds of Murkwood

Ivelios moved forwards with lithe and grace, his slender elven body maneuvering beneath a collection of rope-like vines by one of the twisted and gnarled appearing trees. Adjacent was a fallen--moss covered log. His elven perceptions were kept on high alert even though he was definitely sure only a highly experienced tracker could find his path through the brush to his position here. He had been stalking this heavy antlered creature for nearly two days now.

Peeking his head out over the log slowly, the thicket of branches and leaves that covered his head and shoulders. He was completely blended in, to the moose he looked like little more than just a part of the log its self--an extension, maybe a sapling trying to grow. His race was painted in the residue of the forest he was in; deep browns from the soils and rotted old trees, greens from mosses and portions of his fair skin that came out as varying shades of gray depending on if it were only lightly specked with dirt.

The green hooded mantle made of lamb wool was braced to the hide and leather ensemble of his attire that also drew earthy tones and broke up his silhouette as long as he didn't stand in a clear way. Pressing one shoulder to the tree, he lowered himself back down and slowly, painstakingly made an effort to creep around the wide base of the tree trunk. His booted feet careful not to snare themselves in the tangle of roots that protruded. Nocking an arrow with deathly silence, he pulled the yew shaft back against the long, flexible cable of sinew.

The tip was a finished steel broadhead, that looked more like a dagger all its own. Forty percent of the blade had serrations on it, allowing it to penetrate heavily into a target and cause as much bleeding as possible. It wasn't an effort of cruelty, but a humane and practical one instead. Raising the bow up fluidly and slowly, he lowered it before himself as he drew the arrow back. There was much concentration involved. His almond shaped elven eyes glinting softly but not brightly as he took careful aim and consideration. His hand holding the masterfully crafted woodland composite bow; the elvish on the outward curves of each end reciting his pledge to his people, quietly reminding hm of it daily.

The moose lifted his head, and as Ivelios exhaled slowly, he let the arrow released the arrow. It soared from his hand, the moose not noticing until it was finally struck in the throat. The bull moose reacted fervently, adamantly demanding its life. Ivelios, as a ranger, could feel its heart quickening as fear set in. It turned and charged him almost immediately. Ivelios scaled the tree next to him letting the bull pass before slinging upside down--his legs coiled like a snake around one of the trees outward lying branches. He nocked another arrow, and took careful practiced aim with the bow. Firing the projectile, it rushed to the animal striking it in the back of neck where its skull met its spine. The heavy beast fell forwards without another noise. It slid until it decidedly stopped.

Releasing and spinning in mid air, Ivelios landed on his feet like a cat. Nocking a third arrow, he inched closer to he moose--always suspecting unless proven otherwise. The broadhead directed at its scalp. He side stepped, making a complete circle around the animal. It was dead. The blood leaked freely from its mouth and wet snout. Its eyes were glazed over as it lie motionless on its chest with all four of its legs bent back. A twenty-one point bull was now laying there and needed to be towed back to the tribe fore harvesting. It would be a good supper tonight.

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