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((where are you guys?))

((fine. Mkoi's just lying on the ledge. not saying anything. because nobody noticed her. .__. XP ))

(( bbs ))

Vector let out a shriek as her soul was lifted towards the heavens. The demon's body lifelessly flopped to the floor.

*his tracking abilities had helped him more than once in finding food, and this time was no different, 15 minutes prior to him seeing the stag, he had found a foot print and had tracked it to the stream, from the print he had guessed that the animal was wounded as it's other prints were off course and slight drops of blood apeared in it's tracks. for quarter of an hour he had tracked silently awaiting his prey and then he had found it.
an old stag was sagging as it began to drink from the pool, it seemed as though it had been attacked, the josh saw it, an arrow portruding from its stomach, josh cursed as it was a bad shot to kill the dear if someone was hunting it, then he thought and maybe someone had shot it in self defence, in any case it was fataly wounded and within the hour it would die. it gave a bellowing cry and slumped to the floor to conserve nrg, without a moments notice, josh pulled an arrow from his quiver and put it on the string of his long bow he considered this a mercy killing but he never denied the fact that he still needed to eat, he then pulled the string back as far as it would go without a sound and let fly, the arrow hit the stag in the throat and toar through, its head struck the ground. josh went over to size it up and started to build a fire, as night fall was near and his stomach was beginning to hurt from the amount of food it hadnt had*

She had remained in the cave and had fallen asleep, the fire was still going and it appeared her new found friend was asleep as well. She quietly crept from the cave and mounted onto the horse to search for Kyo.

* he sat at his newly made fire warming his hands slightly, then wiped his brown eyes of a tear as the wind blew smoke in his eyes. he looked at the stag and shook his head slightly, then he unsheathed his dagger and started seperating all the major joints, most of the blood had been drained from the body by the neck wound the arrow made. seeing the mess he made he put a pan on the fire and filled it with water from the stream. then he made a hasty and very unstable spit out of a few bits of wood. he then planted a stag leg on the wood and watched as it cooked*