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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 1, 2011 22:11:40 GMT
Urias sucessfully transforms into a blackbird, with Bearic watching curiously. The bear grinned.
*You look good enough to eat.*
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Post by Urias on Nov 1, 2011 22:17:06 GMT
The druid looks down at his companion through the eyes of the bird.
*And you would look rather lovely as a Bull Frog, yet you do not see me fullfilling that thought.*
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 1, 2011 22:34:56 GMT
Bearic growled in annoyance.
*I would be no good to you as a frog.* Let#s move on. I will look for tracks on the ground.
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Post by Urias on Nov 1, 2011 22:50:35 GMT
*The same way I would do little good in your stomach.*
Urias flies above the bear keeping an eye on low hanging branches so that he does not run into branches and brake anything.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 1, 2011 23:01:52 GMT
*I don't eat my friends.*
Bearic moved forward then he grunted and pawed at the remnants of what had once been a campfire.
*Humans were here.*
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Post by Urias on Nov 1, 2011 23:05:34 GMT
The bird caws in reply to the first remark and lands on the ground after the bears observation eyeing the ground. looking to see if there are tracks leading away from the campsite.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 1, 2011 23:09:18 GMT
The tracks were indeed visible. The humans had not bothered to hide them.
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Post by Urias on Nov 1, 2011 23:17:59 GMT
*It seems they head north, these might be the attackers of the Animal that we are searching for. Urias points out to his companion.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 1, 2011 23:22:30 GMT
*Then we follow them. You should go first. They will not notice a bird.*
Yet Bearic flexed his claws in anticipation against the ground.
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Post by Urias on Nov 1, 2011 23:25:18 GMT
* I do not think they are as close as that, the campfire is cold and not even warm. It would seem that it is at least a day or two old.* the Druid tells Bearic but takes flight once again this time ahead of the bear.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 1, 2011 23:40:57 GMT
As Urias flies he sees further signs of tracks but he is right that the trail is not new. If they are following the right group of men they are some distance away. There is no sign of a scuffle with an injured beast at this point.
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Post by Urias on Nov 2, 2011 0:24:24 GMT
Urias continues his flight north with Bearic behind him.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 2, 2011 14:18:19 GMT
The following day, Urias and Bearic are still following the trail. After a few hours of travelling they see smoke rising above the trees in the distance.
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Post by Urias on Nov 2, 2011 21:41:20 GMT
Urias see's the smoke on the horizon, * I believe we have found our hunters, and so it should be an easy task to find this create we are looking for. *
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 2, 2011 21:50:08 GMT
Bearic clawed the ground with his forepaw. He looked at Urias, who was again in his bird form to save his legs.
*You should go and see how many there are and what they are doing. It might be dangerous but you will be safe as a bird.*
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