So here he was setting off alone again regardless of the old women begging him to stay close by this time. He had no idea why she was begging him so much lately,but like a young boy he didn't want to stay when warned and thus decided to go out and see if he could manage to trap anything this time. At the moment he was on the trail of some strange beast and by the look of it's foot prints it seemed to be rather large. Tucker had decided to set a perfect trap in an open area surrounded by trees in hopes to draw it out into the open. But whatever it was he was sure to be in over his head,but he wanted to try to get a good meal to try to take back to the old women so they could stock up on some food. His hands wore dirty and he was getting tired,but he was pretty sure that it was still near by...probably watching him no doubt....so...he decided to go out near his trap and crouch down slightly. Opening his hands hands one held some breed and the other one held some kind of meat...probably jerkery to try to see which beast this one preferred.
(Maybe someone comes across him and decides to keep an eye on him or something....just an idea for anyone who joins)
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