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"How'd he always get eaten? It says here they usually eat honey and fruits." Not really meat-eaters, the hooked claws were for swinging from branch to branch, but could be use to slice someone open. He ordered his meal, and chowed down noisily.

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He frowned. "You know we're supposed to eat first, and plan ahead. Look-" He pulled out a thick leather book which he just bought from the shop across from them. "That lady sells books on monsters, and I figured it'd be better if we had an idea on what we're up against." Opening the book it...

He took a whiff of the rag, and instantly sneezed from the strong smell of lemon. He tucked the rag and bottle in his pockets and headed to his house, getting everything they needed before heading to the hunting hall. There was a tall board standing by the quest givers, and over a dozen papers...

He wrinkled his nose at that bit of news, but since he was already here, he might as well get it over with. He sat down, taking a deep breath. "It's not just the killing, it's just... I used to have a brother, he was alot like you. Very energetic, always going on about being a great hunter. But...

@Savage Animal Idiot The werewolf eventually shook free of the paralysis, and charged after her flock once again. Rather than get paralyzed again, he decided to just snag a sheep from the back - grabbing it by the leg as it bleated in terror, and he pulled it towards his salivating jaws.

He watched as Warren leave, feeling a strange emptiness inside him. It wasn't just about the Jaggi, it was a number of things he really didn't want to get into. His dream had been to prove his family wrong and that he had the makings of a real hunter, but, if he sat here and sulked, he'd never...

"I don't know. I just... I really don't want to talk about it." He sighed, looking away and running his thumb over the blade.

He ran his fingers through his curly black hair, and it took him a moment before he realized Warren was talking to him. "Huh? Oh... yeah, I'm doing a little better." He took out his hunting knife, tapping the edge of it on the table to a tune he had stuck in his head. "Just a little tired from...

Marcus went home that night, didn't eat, and slept until 11 the next morning. His parents of course scolded him for 'sleeping his morning away' but it wasn't like he had any plans. After a hot shower he came out into the village, looking a little better, but not perfect. He still hadn't eaten...

OOC~ Do you think we should let people RP Felynes as well? We need more people. xD

It's not a rant, it's me being excited! And 'Prowler' mode (being a Felyne) is so weird to me, but eh, I might stick to being human. Just cause hearing that meowing constantly would annoy me.

WHO ELSE IS EXCITED FOR THIS SUMMER?! I MIGHT JUST BUY A NEW 3DS BECAUSE MINE'S ALL WORE OUT FROM MH4U! WHICH MONSTER ARE YOU MOST EXCITED TO HUNT? I'M ALL ABOARD THE MIZUTSUNE TRAIN ^ LOOK AT THAT MAJESTIC BEAST. BUBBLES MAN. I'm a little disappointed the introductions to the monsters...

"I paid money, so I could kill it." He said quietly. "I went out of my way to kill him. I-It wasn't like he was here attacking us, I went into his home." With a sigh he got up from the table, tossing a few coins on the table for the drink despite not drinking it, and moved to leave. "You can...

Marcus held the coins in his hand for what felt like an eternity before putting it in his pocket. It'd sure give him plenty of food and supplies for a few days, though the weight of the money felt heavier as he walked. As if it were soaked in the blood of the monster he just brutally killed...

He had his knees up to his chest with his arms wrapped around them, his chin resting on his knees as he stared out blankly. The Great Jaggi's corpse was hitched to the caravan, so when they returned, everyone in the village would know what they'd done. The idea of taking a hot shower and...

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He felt numb as he tried wiping off the blood, and even when there was nothing left, the smell still clung to him. Marcus just wanted to go home and take a hot bath and eat a good meal. It was different killing the beast himself, and he couldn't understand why. When he was with other hunters...

"I-I'm fine... just, I feel sick." He bent over, resting his bloody hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath - but he ended up running over to a bush and throwing up the rations he had that morning. The taste was dreadful, but the stench of blood was all over him and it made him...

Marcus ran forward, thrusting his long sword into it's chest and giving a firm twist. Blood pooled out everywhere, and the Great Jaggi had no time to struggle what with Warren constantly cutting and slashing. With a weakened cry it's head lolled to the side, its body still buried halfway into...