The Journey Begins

Today is the DAY. Maligaant would finally get to leave Togoria in search of truly great hunts! 

He'd spent some time talking to a few freighter captains, as he was informed they can often be alot less costly than many of the official inter-system shuttles. He'd finally settled on a captain he met in the Civic Center's Tavern.  He seemed a bit, well "scruffy", but his price was right and he seemed reliable enough.

  As he boarded the freighter that would take him to Pesmenben III  he stopped, briefly turning before putting his foot on the loading ramp. He found his thoughts racing back to all the days stalking his brothers and being stalked by them in return, their hunts through the forest as they stalked etelo and bist, his first solo hunt in the forest where he grew up, not a very successful hunt as he recalled. His first kill of a large etelo, Maligaant could almost taste it as he thought back on the experience.  He recalled the tension, apprehension and excitement that filled him on the day he was to enjoy the "Pursuance of the Shaper".  Interesting that now he should be experiencing much of those same feelings.

His right paw slowly drifted down to grip his Sc'rath (safely fastened to his right thigh) as this always calmed his nerves.  He found himself pulled back to the present, by the large crashing sound of a cargo container falling deep within the ship,  he stepped onto the ramp and moved quickly into the freighter's passenger quarters.