| Ayasha Elan |Gatherer |
| Location; Right outside camp | Mentions: Any warrior |
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Ayasha grinned from her spot on the hill, she set her basket down and spread out her arms out to the wind that swept by her. Motega was running around her in wide circles enjoying the weather, she giggled and let out a call causing him to come right back to her, she ran a hand through the thick fur on his back that was starting to shed away as she looked around for the warrior she knew was nearby and hummed a quiet rhythm to herself as she lifted the basket back up and headed towards the mass of teepee's she called her home and headed for the healer's

Kuruk Kaetenay
Male | Tamer | Location: Tribe's Territory; Hunting Lands -> Camp | Mentions: [Directly] Ayasha [Indirectly] Sioux Tribe
Pets: Cheveyo - Male Stallion - Reference 1 / Reference 2
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A muscular man walked in the hunting part of the Tribe's territory, planning with determination to catch or kill a more than decent meal for some human in his Tribe. Sure, it was morning and he was a tamer, not a hunter, but that didn't technically mean he couldn't hunt in the morning before others awoke. Besides, when was hunting a bad or unfortunate thing? Food was always needed, and extra food was especially good. Plus, he had woken up earlier than most, as was a normal thing for the man, and he had decided to go hunting, as was also normal. It was typically his daily routine, and pretty much everyone in the Tribe knew he did this.

The sun hadn't fully risen yet, so he still had some time to hunt before he began to head back and fully start the day. The wind gently ruffling his hair, Kuruk padded across the stone floor, in the part of the territory where the hunters most typically hunted. And sniffing and observing the ground all in front of him, a massive male deer grazing upon the slightly dusty grassy part of the forest caught his eye and he immediately crouched to the ground, taking out his bow and latching an arrow in it as he slowly moved across the ground as to avoid making noise. Stalking the beast, he got as close as he could, stopping when he couldn't go farther as to avoid being seen. Then he pulled back the string with the arrow and let it go, the arrow silently going through the air and, with a silent 'whoosh' and stabbing noise, the buck fell dead to the ground, a small, tiny dust cloud arising around it before settling, the dead deer laying in its midst.

Seeing the sun get higher in the sky, Kuruk grabbed his kill before beginning to walk back to camp with the deer, knowing it would be wise to be there when the morning fully began. Not really anyone was awake at the moment, so he'd most likely get back there when the Tribe was already awake, and when they were about to be all up and moving. Soon enough, the tamer arrived back home and entered the large walls of his tribe's camp. The incredibly strong man walked into the camp, carrying the massive beast-like buck with his powerful arms. Intimidating brown orbs scanned the camp as the few that were awake shuffled that morning in the midst of the camp. The male soon walked into the food teepee and set his deer in there, grabbing a chicken leg before heading out, eating the figure as he stood there, nice muscles showing perfectly with his clothing that showed his chest and arms. Kuruk had an extraordinary figure. He was very tall, but not too tall, with firm, rock-hard muscles, his legs not lanky at all with his height because of his muscles. Paint was all on his body, and a bit on his face, but he didn't wear the usual red and black paint he usually wore on his face, leaving it a bit less covered. He had a very handsome face, his jaw chiseled and his eyes shaped in a certain, almond-like way. He had many scars, not taking away any of the attractiveness of the himself, just adding to his already intimidating and terrifying aura. His eyes were a intimidating, striking, and yet captivating brown that could easily disturb and scare someone as he stared into one's eyes as if staring into their soul.

Standing tall, Kae began eating from the chicken leg, looking around camp for no reason at all, just observing his surroundings. He had already eaten all of it when he noticed his best friend, and secret romantic interest, Ayasha Elan. The beautiful, animal-friendly brunette gatherer. Swiping his pink tongue across his dark lips, the tamer's ears remained perked as he stood at the side of his female leader, his fur brushing against hers and his nose touching her neck in a greeting. He moved his head up and ruffled her hair slightly, smiling towards her briefly. He wasn't a big smiler, and if he even showed a bit of amusement or slightly smiling towards someone, it just showed he cared about them. "Good morning, Ayasha." he said in his usual, masculine voice as he looked down at her, affection showing in his eyes as she was, indeed, one of the only people in the world that he cared about, save his sister, Hera. Speaking of his sister, where was the little rascal? She better not be getting into any trouble! Sighing, the handsome man looked back at Ayasha.

OOC: its a bit messy, but oh well >.>

| Ayasha Elan |Gatherer |
| Location: Tribe's Territory; Camp | Mentions: Kuruk[directly] Tala[Indirectly] |
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The female flinched slightly before she heard his voice, a small smile broke her face as she turned looking at up at the male reaching up and cupping his jaw running a thumb over his cheek in her own greeting "Good Moring Kuruk" her eyes flashed playfully with mischief "How have you been?" she muttered setting her basket down, Motega taking post instantly to it as he perked his ears looking around as if taking guard, she smiled softly at the wolf and turned her attention back towards her friend "Not getting into to much trouble I hope" she teased, almost instantly shutting up as someone walked past the two, she twitched slightly and watched Tala tackle her wolf in amusement, she raised a eyebrow slightly and dropped a hand on her own who lifted his head and licked at her hand

| Citlali Nodin |Healer|
| Location: Tribe's Territory; Camp | Mentions: None |
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Citlali stepped out of her teepee and looked around for one of the gathers, her eyes spotted Ayasha and Kuruk, she walked towards them and lifted the basket up, she pet the wolf's head and headed back to her teepee. The healer set the basket down before she started sorting everything. Citlai couldn't help but grin at the ingredients, Hinto making quiet noises from the branch he was perched, he cocked his head as the female opened the flap to her home, he flapped his wings a few times and took off to the outside with a beat of his wings