Hunting**(Galen+Silas)

Carol saw the horse and the ape on top of it. She was getting tired, but her instincts- the ones that were dictating her every move were firing up. She hadn't felt like this in so long and then she misjudged her step and fell, taking a little tumble. She struggled to scramble and run at the same time.

"Go away! Leave me alone!" She screamed out in desperation and tears flooded her eyes as she ran.

Carol had bolted into the arms of another ape. She struggled fruitlessly and her strength was not that strong as before. She squirmed, tried to get free. "Grrr. Let me go or else."

Silas felt more relieved after catching his human once again. What a great soothing feeling to accomplish, for once. Boy, would he be very upset if he failed? He honestly hated losing, especially int he ring. Failure is not something he can go through easily. One of the reasons he drinks.

He sighed, flipping her over his shoulders, then tapping her head lightly. "Now, now little human. It's all good," he whispered, trying to soothe the fidgetiness that Carol exposed with being caught. "we won't hurt you, in fact, your leg will be tended." He mentioned, shouldering his rifle, then walked away, figuring Galen would follow.

For Kratos? After all this trouble this ape went through. He shrugged. "I can think on that." He responded, not having a favor for Kratos. If he was asked to do something, he'd politely decline. He stopped, not believing what he heard. "Galen? Another." His head shook after gripping his forehead. "I'm out, I don't want to go anymore. You can."

Carol was put over his shoulder and moaned. "No! Put me down! Put me down!" Carol found herself not really liking her situation. She didn't like looking down and now she was fidgeting more. "You're hurting me already!"

Galen chuckled at Carol's attempt of getting attention and then nodded. Bartu and Rowan was still out there. "True. Maybe tomorrow. It's been a real good hunting day. And we need to stock up the cages. Rowan says they need more males. I think I heard of a site where there are human males. I'm beginning to think a female may be too much work and a male would be better." He said.

Silas continued on the way to the encampment, ignoring Carol's demands. Occasionally he'd patted her head, providing a few strokes to soothe her anxiety. He flung his eyes over at Galen. "That's because females are more potent to the human race. Maes, not so much. They rather have a large stock on males than females. Reason being higher chance the race has to repopulate."

His head turned towards the complaining woman. "We need special permits to go after humans, and are limited on the type of gender of each." He clarified, being educated from a few classes. "They rather you keep certain types of humans live over the other." He continued.

"They try to avoid females to be in the serious roles, like slavery or even a gladiator. Plus soldiers." He quietly added. "Which stunned me the type of human was in the ring. I hope no other exotics will be, like the adorable redhead I tried to outbid. Cute little creature." He smiled to himself, progressing further to the encampment.