*Travels through most of the day making good time heading to my favorite hunting spot. This spot I traveled to is where I hunted to survive my solo survival trials, being born into the Tribe of Etna to a woman who fought her way into the Tribe gave me a few advantages most would not have, I was told well in advance of this place the the Forest Urts and Slees lived in abundance; there was even a small creek fed pond where I laid many a snares for the Marsh Gant, it was for this reason alone Etna allowed me to hunt alone as much as I did; I brought back more than plenty of the long and beautiful plumage and down of the Marsh Gant as well as jerky and smoked meat. It paid to useful. Nearing the region of the Forest I liked to think of as mine, I stopped and dropping my pack and whatever else I needed to before I began the process of disguising my scent, gathering moss, twigs and leaves to weave into my hair and gear, I needed my hair and belongings to smell like the area I was in, hence why I waited until now to begin the task I was now on.
Next, I gathered berries and mud, and I rubbed it all over my exposed flesh before gathering more leaves and fallen twigs to mash into the panther pelts, I wore so I would better blend into the canopy where I would camp for my Hunt.
Finishing the task of hiding my scent, I went over my gear once more before being satisfied I would be able to travel undetected through either the brush or the trees, which is where I was now headed, high up into the trees to use the branches as highway of sort that allowed me to travel faster and easier to my destination.
Shimmying up a tree I had climbed many a time before, I crouched on a wide thick branch, molten brown gaze flecked with gold scans the canopy for any threats, especially from a Hith or a Big Cat, luck was on my side today and I was able to begin my flight through the canopy heading to my elevated hunting platform where I will also sleep; I had a second and separate platform on which to store my meat. As I traveled, I wondered if I would see any of them Wagon Peoples, it would be nice to capture a young Bosk for meat...
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