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	spam. [The Captain walks through the queen's encampment at a brisk pace. Most will move out of his way at his approach. He's not exactly well-known for his patience so much as the ways in which he's earned each and every scar. Those that don't get an icy one-eyed stare and the barest hint of growl until they do with very few and rare exceptions. More than his reputation, however, the Captain isn't here to socialize or to even prepare for war. He's being dispatched after the Sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve and he fully intends to bring them in. Once he's to the edge of camp, he lets out a loud and rising howl to call upon those that follow his lead and thus begin the hunt.] [His pace is quick and relentless. Although he prefers to run alone, he's never truly. There are always others ghosting alongside him as he follows the scents even as he sends some of his pack in other directions. The Captain rests sometimes, finding a place to hunker down long enough for food, water, and maybe an hour of sleep where he is upwind and not easily spotted. And then he's right back at it again.] [The only other exception he makes is when he happens across those who oppose the White Witch. The Captain will never pass a chance to eliminate them. But first, he will extract as much information out of them as possible. If they give him enough, he may be so kind as to leave them for dead. If he's dissatisfied, however, or in a particular mood, there's nothing that can save them.] ((ooc: spam/prose is all good; i will follow your lead. you can basically find him wherever. those that are siding with aslan or no one are likely to be met with lotsa hostility.))
	spam - gene & dean. [A few days have gone by since the Captain began his search for the Sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve. He's come close a few times to catching them, but there have been a few...impediments along the way. At this point, he is chasing after them at a maddening pace. He's abandoned his hunting party, sending them in other directions to avoid spreading the pack too thin. It's perhaps a foolhardy mistake to be traveling alone, but he can move faster without others slowing him down.] [It's while he's on his own that he picks up a fresh scent. He sniffs the tree where someone had once been resting against for a few seconds when he recognizes the scent.] [Gene.] [The little bastard had tried to kill the White Witch after she had showered him with nothing but kindness and affection. The very fact she let him live when she first found him was far more than he deserved. Of all the humans eluding him, tearing the throat out of this one sounded the most appealing to the Captain. He throws back his head, letting out a long howl that he's picked up a fresh scent. He may be moving on his own and the pack may be a ways away, but he wants them to converge so that there's no chance of escape.] [It may alert his prey as well, of course, but the Captain sees no problem in that. What's a hunt without striking a little fear into the prey first?]