Post by Sloth on Mar 27, 2018 20:06:49 GMT
Welcome to EoD's fourth Master Hunt! Just wanted to let everyone know you are allowed to go back and edit in added detail to your post in response to your roll. An example is Mal's post in the Trout Hunt! Only those that have signed-up may participate in this Hunt!
Go here for rules and guidelines!
1. @silverfire12 - Flowerpaw
2. Mal - Hawkthorn
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3. Maple - Shadestone
4. @arcticfox - Mothshine
5. trevni - Wolfjaw
6. @egotistic - Redwater
Medium Danger: If a predator attack rolls a 10; its attack will kill a cat. A 8-9 roll will severely injure a cat. A 4-7 will lightly injure a cat. 1-3; is a miss.
Severe attack Ranges: A 9-10 will be a twisted/mangled limb, 7-8 loss of an eye, 6 loss of an ear, 5 broken tail, 3-4 broken ribs, 1-2 deep scratch/bite across the eye/ear/etc.
Light Attack Ranges: A 10 will be a sprained paw, 8-9 will be a long jagged scratch across the face/belly/or back, 6-7 will be a broken jaw, 4-5 will be a light scratch/bite, 3 will knock the wind out of your character, 1-2 a torn claw.
This cross fox has a medium predator danger level.
This cross fox has 6 flee turns.
This fox has a threshold of 6 and must be hit 7 times.
The threshold count may change throughout the battle.
Details of this fox: There is little known about this fox. The brief flashes of its pelt in the night are glimpses of rippling muscles under an orange and black coat. On still nights the barks of this fox can be heard echoing off the hills and the faint trails of trampled down flowers tells the tale of its passing. As days pass its scent creeps ever closer to the WillowClan camp. This fox has killed an apprentice and carried off three kits now and the Clan has decided to go looking for the beast to end the slaughter.
The fox walked along the lake's edge, his steps silent and light as his feet left faint tracks in the mud as he paced. He'd fed well recently, his belly full and stomach protruding from his frame after feasting on the youth of the territories current occupants. He felt cocky and invincible, enough to stalk along the water line in broad daylight and lap at the waves when thirst gripped him. The sun beat down from above, the sky empty of clouds and the wind blowing in brief, faint gusts. The fox turned his pointed nose to the breeze before taking a deep long sniff and squinting his eyes to the bright sunlight reflecting off the lake's surface. He trotted further along the lake's edge before stopping under a large tree that loomed nearby. He stretched out his skinny front legs lazily before flopping down onto the cool, shaded grass.
Go here for rules and guidelines!
1. @silverfire12 - Flowerpaw
2. Mal - Hawkthorn
--
3. Maple - Shadestone
4. @arcticfox - Mothshine
5. trevni - Wolfjaw
6. @egotistic - Redwater
Medium Danger: If a predator attack rolls a 10; its attack will kill a cat. A 8-9 roll will severely injure a cat. A 4-7 will lightly injure a cat. 1-3; is a miss.
Severe attack Ranges: A 9-10 will be a twisted/mangled limb, 7-8 loss of an eye, 6 loss of an ear, 5 broken tail, 3-4 broken ribs, 1-2 deep scratch/bite across the eye/ear/etc.
Light Attack Ranges: A 10 will be a sprained paw, 8-9 will be a long jagged scratch across the face/belly/or back, 6-7 will be a broken jaw, 4-5 will be a light scratch/bite, 3 will knock the wind out of your character, 1-2 a torn claw.
This cross fox has a medium predator danger level.
This cross fox has 6 flee turns.
This fox has a threshold of 6 and must be hit 7 times.
The threshold count may change throughout the battle.
Details of this fox: There is little known about this fox. The brief flashes of its pelt in the night are glimpses of rippling muscles under an orange and black coat. On still nights the barks of this fox can be heard echoing off the hills and the faint trails of trampled down flowers tells the tale of its passing. As days pass its scent creeps ever closer to the WillowClan camp. This fox has killed an apprentice and carried off three kits now and the Clan has decided to go looking for the beast to end the slaughter.
The fox walked along the lake's edge, his steps silent and light as his feet left faint tracks in the mud as he paced. He'd fed well recently, his belly full and stomach protruding from his frame after feasting on the youth of the territories current occupants. He felt cocky and invincible, enough to stalk along the water line in broad daylight and lap at the waves when thirst gripped him. The sun beat down from above, the sky empty of clouds and the wind blowing in brief, faint gusts. The fox turned his pointed nose to the breeze before taking a deep long sniff and squinting his eyes to the bright sunlight reflecting off the lake's surface. He trotted further along the lake's edge before stopping under a large tree that loomed nearby. He stretched out his skinny front legs lazily before flopping down onto the cool, shaded grass.