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[bb_wolf]

Who: Bigby and anyone silly enough to be out in the mountains
Broadcast: No
Action: In the deep, wild parts of the planets where there is the promise of giant, fierce animals.
When: Any time after planetfall is made.

Normally, his skin doesn't chafe so much.

He knows it's because of the lack of options. There are places in the city he can shrug it off and be himself. He can always catch a cab and go out into the forests. He knows he can get out if he wants or needs to.

But here, he can't. The ship is literally not big enough for him, he would struggle to fit in the corridors, let alone his cell.

But this planet, this is like home. Not Fabletown, but the Homelands, his father's lands, where the winds cut to the bone and the snow is so thick that it reaches his belly as he walks through it.

He sets off on foot out of town, dressed in his usual slacks and shirt and tie with the concession of having rolled down his sleeves. It's cold, but it only has to last until he gets out of sight.

Because out of sight of the population, he strips and then he claws his way free, a nightmarishly huge form of black brown fur that quickly lopes off in search of prey. He's already communing with the wind spirits, trying to prove he's one of them, that they should help him.

You can try and catch him on his way out of town, before he shifts.

If you're game, you can find him out in the mountains. Maybe your hunt team makes the mistake of thinking that thing is prey.

((OOC: If you want to hunt Bigby, please message me to work it out, but he won't be aggressive to anything vaguely sentient. Anyone lost in the snow can be found by the giant mostly friendly wolf.

Action spam welcome, but I didn't want people trying to read a block of tiny text.

Spoiler pic for TWAU showing Bigby's wolf size and another one.))

Comments

[lostthebet]

[How much hunt could a Hunter hunt if a Hunter could hunt hunt? Better question still is how Cayde's able to contain his excitement, after both being cooped up in the Hall of Guardians in the Tower and now on the Bloodsport? It was great enough being able to stretch his legs out in the wilderness again, but upon hearing about the hunting opportunities he was immediately drawn to it like a very enthusiastic moth to the biggest flame on the block.]

[So expert hunting party, which he ditched at the earliest convenience, and then struck out on his own. It was so unbelievable freeing to have a run of the wilds again, and even more so when he found tracks in the snow - giant tracks.]

Well, what do we have here?

[hitbyakar]

[ She manages to catch him as he's headed out of town.

She quirks an eyebrow looking at him -- aren't you cold, guy? But she doesn't comment. ]

Heading out?

[dancingmd]

[Beverly's not one for hunting, but she has been spending much of her time here simply hiking. The cold mountain air is doing her a world of good, emotionally speaking, though her sinuses may later disagree with that assessment. Around midday, she reaches the summit of this particular mountain and sets herself up - well away from the edge - for a quick break before she heads back down. Just as she sets her pack down, however, she becomes aware... of something... something big, just out of the corner of her eye. Knees bent and hand on her communicator, she waits, ready to run if she needs to. Could it be one of those creatures the locals told her about? But they had reassured her they never came on the trails, living much further away from civilization...]

[flickerflash]

[Katie's not hunting at all. She's exploring. Nevertheless, given she's such a small child, the fact she's made it all the way out here is a little surprising.

Her dress is a bright splotch of red against a background of white, and she seems engaged in the serious business of... uh. Staring curiously in Bigby's general direction, actually.]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Once he'd acquired a coat and hat, Remus had set off for the wilds. Too on-edge after his own transformation, he flees to the flats, towards the mountain, enjoying the sharp bite of cold air and the lack of population. True, he doesn't stomp through the snow-- he steams a path for himself, his wand held steadily in his right hand. Despite the fact there's all kinds of animals out here, Remus doesn't seem a bit worried.

Perhaps Bigby will smell the wolf on him. It's only a few days after his transformation, after all, and Remus certainly feels the influence of Moony. His senses are a little sharper, his strength just a little better than it normally is. And some restless, aggressive part of him is soothed by the landscape around him. This is where they ought to have transformed, Moony insists, not some tiny room in a cramped metal ship, but there was nothing for it.]