[Hiro is surrounded by teenagers who enable him and Thrall is not a teenager. He's an adult with a hard life and he can be trusted to help guide the kid, even if he spoils him at points.]
All right. [The orc nods, tightens his grip on his spear.] Let's move forward. Stay as close to the ground as you can. I'll signal when to stop.
[He creeps forward then, expecting Hiro to linger some point behind him. He uses trees and bushes for cover-- though there's no denying having green skin helps. But... there's something wrong. The wind shifts, bringing with it the scent of blood, which... Hiro probably can't detect. Damn orcs. But Thrall wrinkles his nose and motions for Hiro to stay put.
He parts the bushes ahead of them. There's... the remains of a deer, obviously mauled and chewed up, and very fresh.
no subject
All right. [The orc nods, tightens his grip on his spear.] Let's move forward. Stay as close to the ground as you can. I'll signal when to stop.
[He creeps forward then, expecting Hiro to linger some point behind him. He uses trees and bushes for cover-- though there's no denying having green skin helps. But... there's something wrong. The wind shifts, bringing with it the scent of blood, which... Hiro probably can't detect. Damn orcs. But Thrall wrinkles his nose and motions for Hiro to stay put.
He parts the bushes ahead of them. There's... the remains of a deer, obviously mauled and chewed up, and very fresh.
But where's the predator?]