06-10-2020, 07:50 PM
If it wasn't for the giveaway scars glued to the jaguar's face, Vigenere wouldn't have been identified by the general. However, upon observing the large feline's notable lacerations and wounds, he was quickly recognized. Must've done some hoodoo-voodoo shit to obtain a new form. "That's a decent haul there, Vigenere," he says, eyeing the fresh-kill at the Cipher's base. A young cow, some poultry, and a handful of rabbits. All of those could be thrown into a stew, perchance - Leroy didn't know a damn thing about the culinary arts, so he wasn't going to be in charge of cooking them at the oncoming party. In fact, he'd eat everything raw, should he have the chance. However, the mongrel knew very well that not everybody matched his primitive preferences, so what Vigenere caught would have to be prepared in some manner.
Ivan was also present, making an inquiry about the 'stranger's' identity. Poor boy didn't know about the demon's supernatural capabilities. Leroy did refer to Vigenere by name, so hopefully he caught that. Line of vision trailing from the young Roux towards the corpses once again, the wolfhound begins to verbally list off what was present: "Chickens, rabbits, and a cow... this should be enough to feed everyone," he says, attention returning to the jaguar, "I dunno how the different methods someone can cut up a cow, but I know there's a fuckton of 'em."
Looking back on it, the cattle did look to be a little bit on the younger side, though. In a tribe populated by a plethora of large animals, what was gathered here could feed two thirds of Tanglewood at best. "Y'know, there's always room for more. If you're in the mood to slaughter some more livestock, I'll gladly tag along - 'cause it looks like we need maybe one more medium-sized carcass; maybe a pig, or sum'n."
Ivan was also present, making an inquiry about the 'stranger's' identity. Poor boy didn't know about the demon's supernatural capabilities. Leroy did refer to Vigenere by name, so hopefully he caught that. Line of vision trailing from the young Roux towards the corpses once again, the wolfhound begins to verbally list off what was present: "Chickens, rabbits, and a cow... this should be enough to feed everyone," he says, attention returning to the jaguar, "I dunno how the different methods someone can cut up a cow, but I know there's a fuckton of 'em."
Looking back on it, the cattle did look to be a little bit on the younger side, though. In a tribe populated by a plethora of large animals, what was gathered here could feed two thirds of Tanglewood at best. "Y'know, there's always room for more. If you're in the mood to slaughter some more livestock, I'll gladly tag along - 'cause it looks like we need maybe one more medium-sized carcass; maybe a pig, or sum'n."