Day Six - No Love For Ludroth
My face, and he reeked of piss and what i assumed at the time was dried ludroth semen.
A Mizutsune Problem
His nose had become dull to the stink of ludroth entrails that seeped from his armour. the red on his hands, now dried and cracking, signalled only a job well done; this hunt was no different to any other bloody hunt.
Territorial Obligations
The hunter scored the first blow, slamming his weapon against the royal ludroth's mane. it was a light blow, however, and left the hunter open for her lord's own attack. he swung out with his claw, and she saw the hunter tossed away.
Lessons for Hunters: Give and Take (CH 1)
This is a spiritual successor to my ludroth story, though perhaps it won't be apparent why until the second chapter. hell, maybe even it won't be apparent even then, but the point stands. any writing advice, criticism, or so on is appreciated.
Fetor of the Seas
A royal ludroth prevent you from reaching a part of the island ? or, was it a [i]green[/i] plesioth ?" "no, no - i spoke a bit quickly i think," answered the fisherfurry. "the problem is with epioths..."
A Dance of Mud and Bubbles
The merchants pulling their carts up the slope cared little for the scenic route and even less for the pair, deep in thought with at what today might bring for the loner arzuros, or the pair of ludroth hydrating one another every few dozen steps or so.
The Best Laid Plans
“a royal ludroth? that’s within your ranking, but usually hunters get a little more experience in the field before hunting one of those. are you sure about this?” mikayla flashed a grin and gave lis a thumbs-up. “trust me. i have a plan.”