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Just one directive. Hunt down the Na"em and find out what they are planning for their next objective and prevent it. Report back. All of these things Blight strived in. She was in love with the shadows and becoming one of them, obsessed with keeping time and being promptly prepared.
Tonight was like no different. Keeping her body in the darkest of shadows she became one of them in her movements, the Atolat took in a deep breath of the crisp autumn air. Her jade eyes flickering over the treeline as she stepped over one of the fallen trees. She could smell the scent of Howahkan fading behind her and was rushed with a new sensation of smells. For wolves that were always on the go they certainly had a way of making themselves known.
Find information. Report back to Powaqa.
One mission. One directive.
So as she slowly slinked through the shadows she let her breath become soft, short and near silent as her once perked head lowered into a stalk. There were whispers among these trees and birds overhead - and now in this moment Blight knew she wasn't just stalking Na"em but everything that their scent touched. Invigorating and violent.
One directive.
Blight aimed to please.

Silent Paws: The Atolats are skilled not only in hunting prey, but in hunting the enemy as well. They are the stealthy warriors of Howahkan. By orders of your Naa'taanii, the Atolats are to carefully watch the Na"em and report back to Powaqa with useful findings. This is an Atolat specific and solo prompt. Write lit or art to complete this prompt. You can participate in this prompt before the end of the war for an extra 5 antlers.

[4 Antlers] + [5 Antlers]
9 Antlers Earned

Description

Just one directive. Hunt down the Na"em and find out what they are planning for their next objective and prevent it. Report back. All of these things Blight strived in. She was in love with the shadows and becoming one of them, obsessed with keeping time and being promptly prepared.
Tonight was like no different. Keeping her body in the darkest of shadows she became one of them in her movements, the Atolat took in a deep breath of the crisp autumn air. Her jade eyes flickering over the treeline as she stepped over one of the fallen trees. She could smell the scent of Howahkan fading behind her and was rushed with a new sensation of smells. For wolves that were always on the go they certainly had a way of making themselves known.
Find information. Report back to Powaqa.
One mission. One directive.
So as she slowly slinked through the shadows she let her breath become soft, short and near silent as her once perked head lowered into a stalk. There were whispers among these trees and birds overhead - and now in this moment Blight knew she wasn't just stalking Na"em but everything that their scent touched. Invigorating and violent.
One directive.
Blight aimed to please.

Silent Paws: The Atolats are skilled not only in hunting prey, but in hunting the enemy as well. They are the stealthy warriors of Howahkan. By orders of your Naa'taanii, the Atolats are to carefully watch the Na"em and report back to Powaqa with useful findings. This is an Atolat specific and solo prompt. Write lit or art to complete this prompt. You can participate in this prompt before the end of the war for an extra 5 antlers.

[4 Antlers] + [5 Antlers]
9 Antlers Earned