Every Meal Should be Fast Food

((I hope you guys don't mind me moving things up a bit. I didn't want the thread to stagnate too much. Feel free to post a catch up if you want. ^_^))

Agro quirked a brow at Mikazaru as the wolf addressed him. Agro hardly thought this the time for introductions, but some fellows took the business of getting to know someone very seriously. Perhaps he thought that the old Mongol was someone of importance, rather than a raving old coot as everyone else knew him to be. Sure, he was a Meister, the oldest and longest serving Guild member, but in a world without leaders that meant very little, in his opinion.

"Agro." He growled. "Name's Agro." Like he'd stated before, pleasantries were best shared over a meal. And suddenly, this one was moving.

What had gotten the brutes moving? Quite suddenly there were four or five elk barreling toward them. "On'yer feet, boys!" He hollered, suddenly springing to action himself. "Hey-o, Hey-o, watch the hoofs there!" Despite the sudden danger they were in, Agro, seemed more merry than he'd been all morning. Leaping suddenly with a whoop, he picked out a deer and moved to get him.

It was the buck from before, the one who'd lost the fight. He had fallen behind the rest of the deer, by a mere fraction. Not the best opportunity, but it would do.

He wasn't the fastest of wolves, but he had a shorter distance to run. He made the best use of his bulk, of course, and on the hunt it was no different. The sudden sound of flesh and bone colliding signaled that the bodies of wolf and prey had met, and the bray of the terrified elk seemed suddenly choked. The two went down in a flurry of horns and hooves and paws and teeth, and without the arrival of more help, the elk would be back on his feet soon and on the run once more.

''Agro. Name's Agro.'', the brute with one eye said to Mikazaru, who nodded.
''Nice to meet you.'', he said, hoping the male called Agro would accept his answer. He wasn't sure if Agro already knew his name. He probably did, but Mikazaru was too scared to ask.

Just when he thought everything had settled, he heard hooves stamping on the ground and looked up, following Agro's gaze at the open fields; the elk had began to run. But why? And how?
He looked behind him to see the wolf called Chance, his jaws dropped in shock at this male looked with them at the bolting and running elk.

''Dear lord... How...?'', Mikazaru mumbled as he looked again at the chaos in front of them. if these animals couldn't look, they would have bumped into each other by now. Sadly they all avoided each other, worst thing was they were getting away.

''On'yer feet, boys! Hey-o, Hey-o, watch the hoofs there!'', Agro yelled as he jumped up, leaping into action. Mikazaru needed some time to realize he had to go after the Meister and he looked at Chance. ''Come on, let's get them!''
He ran after the Meister, keeping up with him.

Agro had already chosen a good elk when he jumped into the field to cause even more chaos. Mikazaru only could folow him, hoping he could have a chance to show he was good at hunting, too.
He ran behind Agro, running past the male on his right. They both chased the elk. Mikazaru gave Agro a glance, hoping the brute would make the first move, so Mikazaru didn't have to do all that much. Agro indeed was there to make the first move and the elk got out of its own path, almost falling down, but soon it got back to its feet and ran off again.
Then Chance appeared behind them, helping them in the hunt.

Mikazaru was getting tired, but he knew he had to keep running, he had to keep chasing this elk. Mostly he was good at running for long distances, but he became nervous once the elk began to run, and when he was nervous, he became tired easily. This wasn't the right moment to be tired.

He took a deep breath, sucking all the air into his lungs so he would have a big amount of oxygen in them, and he jumped forward. He bit the elk's leg, who almost kicked him. He avoided the kick in time and tried to bite again, but missed the second time.
The third time he bit the elk's legs again, small blood stains fell onto the ground as he felt his teeth sinking into the prey's flesh.

He tried to bite a fourth time, but got a blow to the side of his body as he tried to avoid another kick. The kick wasn't hard and didn't damage much, but it hurt a lot. It made Mikazaru stumble over his own paws and fall.
He got up slowly, catching his breath. He wanted to help for longer, but knew he would never be able to catch up on them again, so he hoped for the best, and tried to motivate the two other wolves.
''You can do it! Keep on chasing it!'', he yellled after them.

Mikazaru knew he had made a split decision, a bad one. He should have chased the elk for longer so it would get tired and sow down, instead of biting it this soon. Those bites were a mistake, he knew.
He laid down in the grass, watching the two wolves chase after that one elk, as he caught his breath slowly but steady. I messed it up...

''Are you okay?'', Mikazaru heard behind him and he looked up to see Claudius, the other Meister. He was looking at the black male, he seemed worried. Mikazaru wanted to tell the wolf he was fine, but Claudius was already looking back at Aderyn and marina.
''Ladies, do either of you know anything about medicine? Mikazaru's been hit, I don't know how to help him, would you be able to? Please?''

''No sir, I'm fine. I really am fine...'', Mikazaru mumbled as he slowly got up. He was a bit weak on his legs, and almost feel down again, but luckily he could keep his blance in time. He looked at Claudius.
''I'm going to help Agro and Chance. I'll be back as soon as I can.'', he said and he took a short glance at Mikazaru before going after Agro and Chance to help them.
Mikazaru wanted to go after him.

''No, I'm fine, I really am!'', he said, even though he felt a bit dizzy. He had a sharp pain in the back of his head, but knew the actual pain was down at his side. He took a look at it to see he was bleeding. But that didn't bother Mikazaru.
As long as it was his own blood, it didn't matter to him. ''I can hunt...''
He tried to walk, but every step made his side hurt even more. He tried to ignore the pain, but it kept coming back, nagging at him, telling to sit down and rest for a moment.
But he wanted to help the others so badly. He wanted to be a respected part of this Guild. He had to fight the pain.

With just dropped jaw Afanen watched the fight, she couldn't do anything she was frozen in one spot watching with her golden eyes barely even blinking. She shook her head as she heard Claudius' voice
"Ladies, do either of you know anything about medicine? Mikazaru's been hit, I don't know how to help him, would you be able to? Please?"

The female narrowed her eyes, she was the one who knew herbs and medicine so without waiting she walked over to Marina and Mikazaru, she looked at his side and carefully asked, "Where does it hurt the most?" her eyes watched his side carefully and caring-ly.

After a bit, Razzy looked up from the wound and looked at the two wolves. She heard Marina's words from before and she completly agreed.

"Let's go to the stream, get a drink of water, and take a breather.

"I agree, by the stream I could check the wound and see if there's something I can do about it. she smiled at the two wolves.

It really wasn't this elk's day. First he lost a spat with another of his herd, and the next thing he knew he was on the ground with a wolf snapping at his throat.

If it hadn't been for Chance and Claudius, the brute may have gotten back to his feet. As it was, he had the upper hand in the scuffle, as when he and the Mongol went down, the elk had come out on top. Fortunately for Agro, the full weight of the elk did not come down on him, but the strong neck of the beast had pinned him momentarily. Agro kicked and cursed under the brute, scrambling to avoid the hooves and antlers, while at the same time trying to get at the throat again.
He'd gotten a good nip on him before, and there was a smearing of red over the elk and wolf, making it difficult to tell who was the one injured in this situation. Now with the help of his compatriots Agro was able to kick his way to freedom. Rolling to his feet like a seasoned fighter knocked prone, he lunged in to help finish the elk off.

In a few moments, the elk's struggling ceased, and it lay dead at the feet of the wolves. Agro finally loosed his grip, and took a step back. Adrenaline made it impossible for him to discern yet whether he'd been injured in the tussle or not, but it didn't seem that he was.

He grinned foolishly at Chance and Claudius. "Well now, that wasn't so bad, eh?" He said lightly. Looking again at the dead beast, he shrugged. "Atleast fer us, I s'pose. Not fer him."

"Who, Moi?" Agro asked innocently, the crooked grin masked in playfulness. "No elk'll be the undoin' of ol' Aggy. I think tripod's got a better shot at it then one o' the meaty beasties." He said.

"O'course, ye'all gave us a bit o' a stir when you got 'em runnin'. Did some o' the strangers give Ads a hassle?" Agro had not seen the strange wolfess, having been distracted by the wolves with him and with his preparations for the hunt. For all he knew, it was botched by guild members, but he never threw about blame like that.

He smirked accidentally when he learned of Mikazaru's injuries. "I warned 'im about the feet." He said. "Nasty kick, but if anyone'll put 'im back together, it's Affer." He shrugged. He lacked a certain sensitivity to the injuries of others, due to the fact that he'd suffered many of his own over the years without too much complaint. Turning to Chance, he gave a grin. "Not too bad out there, boy-o. Least ye didn't get bowled over, eh? Got that on me, I s'pose, and I gotta respect a wolf that stays on his feet!" He gave a wheezing laugh, seeming in better spirits than before.

"So Clauds, are we taking some o' this meal to go? Course, I'm eating now, but I guess everyone's earned a share today." He smiled at his little jest. If half the guild was tending to the wounded, it would make sense to bring them the meat they'd just acquired.