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RE: praefectus - Seutonius - 3/5/2026
gjalla remained the only acquaintance of his own which demanded little of him. his time in the packland was coming to an end, and yet he had found reasons to linger. these, of course, did not bear analysis, not now.
the roman had deferred to the tall warrior as their lead, and now she directed them. stifling the prideful urge to explain that he did not need such, suetonius only scolded himself for the sour nature with which he found himself often grappling.
her strategy was sound, and in this observation, the moment went away. returning to himself, the mien befitting a decorated man-at-arms, not a petulant boy, he followed in routine, easy step.
this night, it rushed his nostrils, his mouth, his eyes, and he was reminded again of how long he had been on the move.
the roman had deferred to the tall warrior as their lead, and now she directed them. stifling the prideful urge to explain that he did not need such, suetonius only scolded himself for the sour nature with which he found himself often grappling.
her strategy was sound, and in this observation, the moment went away. returning to himself, the mien befitting a decorated man-at-arms, not a petulant boy, he followed in routine, easy step.
this night, it rushed his nostrils, his mouth, his eyes, and he was reminded again of how long he had been on the move.
RE: praefectus - Gjalla - 4/16/2026
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the trail tightens as they move. what had been a scatter of prints begins to sort itself into individual hooves in the mud, a small herd threading through the trees. a faint shift in her path nudges them wider, just as she’d said.
there—a break in pattern. one set lagging half a stride behind the others.
gjalla ghosts to a halt, lowering herself slightly against the brush. her head turns just enough for him to catch the line of her jaw, the direction of her focus without words. this one.
RE: praefectus - Seutonius - 5/3/2026
the last time he had hunted with another, before this world, had been with a man quite dear to him. dear to him in a way that seutonius had not delved into, for what was the worth of that? they had hunted stags beneath golden light and he had felt, just for a time, the weight of a long siege lifted from him.
this was much the same. as he and gjalla sought among the shadows, seutonius was reminded of that vivid time. these moments held the same sharp clarity; as gjall tilted her head, seutonius followed the line of her set mouth toward the straggler.
roman slunk past warrior, low to the earth, awaiting her first explosion of speed before he added his own.
this was much the same. as he and gjalla sought among the shadows, seutonius was reminded of that vivid time. these moments held the same sharp clarity; as gjall tilted her head, seutonius followed the line of her set mouth toward the straggler.
roman slunk past warrior, low to the earth, awaiting her first explosion of speed before he added his own.
RE: praefectus - Gjalla - 6/18/2026
this is very late my bad :')
gjalla's body coils beneath the brush, dark fur swallowing the scant light, ears pitched forward as the herd breathes and shuffles somewhere beyond the trees. the lagging one flickers in and out between trunks, a loose seam in the moving dark. her muzzle tips once. now.
the brush gives under her first burst, a black blur unspooling from stillness, and the herd reacts a heartbeat too late. hooves punch at the mud, branches snap back against flanks, and the straggler startles off its line as gjalla drives straight for its shoulder, angling to cut it from the others before it can fold back into the safety of the herd.
the deer lunges aside, and gjalla veers with it, carving through the undergrowth in a hard black line, every muscle in her frame snapping taut with pursuit. the herd breaks in a scatter of motion ahead.
RE: praefectus - Seutonius - 6/28/2026
all good! <3
now. gjalla's strengthful body was a flash, teeth gleaming at the high round command of the animal's limb. driving. onward. seutonius moves to cut off the creature, to career it sideways with a rising snap that faltered one hoof and then another.
between he and the warrior they are assured. where her paws press, his own did a second later; they whirled with each blow and stamp of the terrified creature. a slicing blow upon his elbow, teeth gritting as blood welled.
but seutonius did not give up the fight. he grew stronger with his blows, more evasive by sidestep, seeking to warp and weary the animal long enough for gjalla's blow.
and indeed, what a fine one it would be, he thought with joyous heart.
between he and the warrior they are assured. where her paws press, his own did a second later; they whirled with each blow and stamp of the terrified creature. a slicing blow upon his elbow, teeth gritting as blood welled.
but seutonius did not give up the fight. he grew stronger with his blows, more evasive by sidestep, seeking to warp and weary the animal long enough for gjalla's blow.
and indeed, what a fine one it would be, he thought with joyous heart.
RE: praefectus - Gjalla - 7/23/2026
copper cuts clean through the musk of churned earth and frightened deer. one flick of her ear catches the hitch in seutonius' stride as a hoof glances his elbow, but she does not look. cannot. the opening lasts less than a breath.
gjalla surges from the animal's blind side with a violence that belongs to winter rivers breaking ice. her shoulder slams hard against its ribs, stealing balance as her jaws crash high around the base of its neck. she clamps where muscle knots thickest, forcing the head sideways as momentum carries all three of them through torn brush and flying mud.
the stag stumbles once, twice. its forelegs scramble beneath it, hooves gouging trenches into the forest floor, but panic has already unraveled whatever rhythm kept it upright. seutonius is there whenever it tries to recover, pressing, turning, denying every desperate line of escape until the animal's path folds tighter and tighter.
gjalla digs in.
her hindquarters bunch beneath her, claws biting deep. every muscle along her spine stands out beneath the raven-black curl of her coat as she wrenches with everything her frame can summon, dragging the animal's head sharply across its own chest.
the deer crashes sideways and she drives forward with it, crushing the fall beneath her own momentum, chest colliding against heaving ribs as her grip cinches tighter. ivory teeth dig and dig until the beast's cries are quelled. periwinkle irises flit up at the last moment, desperate to catch the man's own gaze as life is snuffed by her fang.
RE: praefectus - Seutonius - 7/26/2026
gjalla was a reckoning force, commanding all of what attention seutonius had to give. he saw her as one might the broad swing of a sword in the dust of combat: gleaming as the finest of blades.
stems crushed; dirt churned. he followed with worrying teeth, trying to keep afoot as gjalla felled both herself and the deer to the loamy earth and its points of stone. where flank and haunch and shoulder revealed themselves, there his teeth struck; there his eyes burnt.
seutonius heard the gasping breath as gjalla took hold of struggling head, corded sinew standing out against the nightfall of her coat.
he was not ashamed to see that his mouth went dry to witness her lethal skill, that he held her eye until bleeding end, until the ennervated legs ceased their kicking. able then to add his own bulk, seutonius stamped out other avenues of struggle with his own weight, breath cutting harsh and bullish as he sought to regain control of himself.
but his eyes did not leave her own.
stems crushed; dirt churned. he followed with worrying teeth, trying to keep afoot as gjalla felled both herself and the deer to the loamy earth and its points of stone. where flank and haunch and shoulder revealed themselves, there his teeth struck; there his eyes burnt.
seutonius heard the gasping breath as gjalla took hold of struggling head, corded sinew standing out against the nightfall of her coat.
he was not ashamed to see that his mouth went dry to witness her lethal skill, that he held her eye until bleeding end, until the ennervated legs ceased their kicking. able then to add his own bulk, seutonius stamped out other avenues of struggle with his own weight, breath cutting harsh and bullish as he sought to regain control of himself.
but his eyes did not leave her own.
RE: praefectus - Gjalla - 7/28/2026
gjalla holds until there is nothing left to hold against. her jaws remain buried at the neck, breath punching hot through her nose while the animal's final shudder travels beneath her chest. seutonius' weight joins hers, closing every remaining avenue until the forest falls abruptly quiet around them.
her jaws loosen then, sides heaving against the carcass, raven fur dragged through mud and crushed leaves, blood darkening the pale edges of her muzzle. gjalla's ears twitch once. for a man claiming he needed practice, she did not think it so necessary after seeing him in chase.
her muzzle tips toward seutonius' elbow, eyes flitting to blood before her gaze returns to his face.
aiming to lengthen your time with dawnbreak, seu?
RE: praefectus - Seutonius - 9/5/2026
they have treated me well and i am ready to depart.
a twinge of discomfort banded the soldier's leg for a moment, but it was not enough to make him blink or flag him to a halt the next morning.
he would only be somewhat sore. it was a command to stretch more often and favor himself back from drills. ah! to age! a privilege and its own chaos.
hunger charged him, but seutonius ignored its demand to sit back, motioning that gjalla should eat while he took first watch.
this sort of hunt. he could come indeed to enjoy it.