<Phillip> slipped in the home after a night of moderately successful hunting and flopped down onto the couch with a sigh. He was still hungry, but he’d likely live.
Patrick txts Phillip: Be right down .
<Phillip> put his feet up on the table to start flicking through the channels, “man, I really should have grabbed something else to eat. I’m still starving.” He groaned and flopped his head back
Patrick comes down the east wing affectionately known as their pack house and jumps over the couch landing on the end “Then go hunt, Call dee go hunt..”
<Phillip> lifted his head and eyed Patrick, “Already hunted on the way here. It just be asking for trouble if I go back out.”
Patrick nods a little”Naw go back out in a hour or two its like swimming wait a hour after eating..So you see anything out there or just more the same dumb shit. “He sighs Patting for a cigarette and giving up..”You know if your cover is blown just flee and loose em,No need to try and grunt bang it..You got a pistol you have a knife..good deal. Now you got your phone..tools your gonna need, Later this week I can teach you to hide in the
mind of your enemies.