While the view itself was pleasant to look at the blonde haired mage had other priorities to attend to, so leaving his position he walked over to the edge of the hill and crouched down reducing his frame against the hill itself while drawing his rifle created in the shape of a cross up to his face. He began to look around for something to shoot, at the trees for the birds and smaller tree animals, the plains for the deer-like animal even the ground beneath the trees for wolves and the like. The prey that he would be hunting, however, was unknown to him as the patrons at the bar he spoke to the day prior had neglected to tell him what they were bird, fox, deer or somewhere in between.
Because him lacking such vital information, he would be on guard ready to aim and shoot anything that moved around him albeit with some forethought in between the two actions. Even though he wanted to take something back with him to have for supper he didn’t want to accidentally shoot someone unless of course he was forced to do so in the case of someone else attacking him. His choice of identity before killing would prove incredibly important as, during his hunt, Kon encountered another individual seemingly just taking a stroll. Had he taken a more violent approach to things the red-haired mage would have been on the ground painting it with his blood.
Of course, that was not the case as he merely allowed the man who was somewhat older than him based on his facial appearance to continue walking through the hills. At least Kon would have let him do whatever he was doing if he hadn’t scared away all of potential his prey. “God damn it…” He mumbled under his breath. “And on my day off as well…” Sighing to himself he looked at the man swiftly identifying everything about him from his physical abilities to the element of his magic. Nothing really stood out just a basic mage with basic physical attributes and a lightning-based moderately-sized mana pool.
Learning all he could about him from such a vast distance and with him currently only have the option to just shoot him, he left his position readjusted himself and began to walk his way over to the man forcing him off the hill and onto a path until getting within shouting distance. While his face showed little sign of annoyance or anger towards the man as he looked at him still clutching his rifle his words showed his real colours. “You know I’m half tempted to shoot you right now…” Assuming the man had noticed his presence and his comment he would continue. “See I was going to be hunting here but you seem to have spooked what I was going to hunt..” His words were venomous as he looked the man up and down. “So what are we going to do…about this situation that’s been created?”