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bigby wolf ( THE BIG BAD WOLF ) ([personal profile] bigbaddy) wrote in [community profile] singillatim2024-04-03 10:20 pm

( open ) i'm guessing that i've grown horns

Who: Bigby and you!
What: If there are animal tracks anywhere in the area, you know the big dog's got to chase them down.
When: During April.
Where: First prompt outside the populated areas towards the rockier areas in the wild, second prompt back in Milton.

Content Warnings: Nothing in the log itself, if anything comes up in a thread there will be a warning in the header!

( 1. outside town )

[ Maybe you decided to go along with Bigby out on a little trip - or maybe he invited you along, if he knows you. Maybe you even came out here by yourself, and Bigby ran into you.

Either way, you're standing here now together, out in the rockier area between the mining camp and the ravine - staring down at some tracks in the snow. Even if the fog constantly hanging around is making visibility more of a problem, at least it's still very much possible to just look down and stare at the rather feline tracks in the snow. ]


See? [ Bigby points out to you. ] This is what I was talking about. I haven't seen this here before, but.. judging by the looks of it, that's got to be one big cat.

[ More than just a cat, really. That's why the man's eyebrows are drawn together into a concerned frown as he stares at the tracks, but then looks back up and over at you. ]

It's usually not been a good thing when new tracks appear around here.

( 2. in milton )

[ Running around in the wilds seems to have done very little for actually managing to find whatever animal is out there.. and instead seems to have done a whole lot more to Bigby himself.

After all, with the weather being the way it is, it feels incredibly exhausting to be out there. Let alone going out day after day, since he's so determined to find that thing. And between that and everything that's been happening the past few months, and the stress of the situation and the worries about the Darkwalker..

.. well, Bigby isn't doing so great.

It might become obvious when you see him coming back into Milton after another day of futile tracking. It's like he has to drag his feet to keep on moving as he's walking across town to head back to his place, lines of exhaustion visible in his face. But apparently he's not exhausted enough to no notice someone staring at him, since he'll lift his head to look over at you after a few moments, noticing you there. ]


.. Is something up?

[ For once he doesn't even sound gruff as he's saying it.

Bigby just sounds tired. ]

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[personal profile] ployboy 2024-05-30 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[The offer comes out before he can think about all the reasons why he shouldn't say it: better the devil you know is a close cousin to Bigby's own thoughts but Tim is rarely in the mood to share his own.]

We can set out bait to see what animal it is. It would only take one night.

[The animal-- the cat, was going to stick around regardless.

And the theme of sacrifice is never far from Tim's... motives. If he ever took time to understand them.

This snow-hell seems to have a lot of time for him, and relatively little to do. Considering.

But Tim's suggestion is tinted with just that- it's a suggestion he's volleying to the man, clearly not eager to play cocksure when he's so out of his element.]


If we're ambitious enough, the bait could double as a trap and we can measure more than just size in one go.