In a large clearing on the outer edge of the thick forest bussels with activity. The roar of several large flat bed trucks each carrying two large solid wooden crates on top of them. The crates are big enough to hold a large animal like a lion with ease. There are dozens of men there working unload creates that are filled with a variety of snare nets. The nets are very thick and require a person at each cornor. Some others open creates that are filled with net launchers designed to snar prey thats on the run. Two other choppers stand idol. A number men work around them loading them with hunting supplies. Other trucks drive up filled with suppiles and other men. Others quickly hustle over and start to unload them. A call comes out from the command tent. "Commander, come quick. Chopper one has a visual sighting on the Nagas." Says a solider dressed in khakis with jungle camoflage." A tall man with a large scar running down the side of his face wearing the same gear. He has a belt strap over his chest with a number of what looks like battery packs in them. His belt around is waist has two large knives. He is a seasoned big gamed trophy hunter He is standing by a large create filled with large shock sticks. There are several men unloading them. "Be right there. " he looks at the head guy unloading the crates. " Get more men over here. I want each shock stick individually checked. They must be working perfectly or the one whos doesn't is naga food, got that?" They all nod nervously. "He heads to the tent and looks around then sees Arkain."Arkain. Get over here. We have a sighting." Arkain gets up from his tent and heads to the tent.  There are a number of wolves resting outside the tent. One licks his lips looking at Arkain. He glares at the wolf. "Damn bounty hunter scum." He walks inside the tent. THe tent has radios and expensive tracking devise on tables. Inside the tent is a number of men and woman husseling around studying the print outs and the different radar screens. A man sits over in the cornor with his feet up  on a table wearing a jacket made of pelts. He has a leather hat over his face. Something about him chills him to the bone.  He walks over to the commander and sees the replay of the pictures from the chopper. "Yea, thats them. The tigress and roo naga. Thats the two that grabbed me. Damn it and they are on the move. Your stupid chopper spooked them. He looks at him seriously." Whats with all the weapons? The nagas have to be captured ALIVE, If you want to be paid." He  laughs. "Don't you worry yourself lizard. They are all non-lethal. We just are not taking any chances either. You did say the tigeress naga was as deadly as she was beautiful, right. Don't worry yourself, just remember how very rich you are going be when we capture those nagas. And the them being on the move just makes the hunt more exciting, doesn't Arvis. " The man lifts the hat off his head and stands up. His face is unshaven and his eyes are cold." Don't worry lizaard. My wolves are expert trackers. The best in the business. Once they have there scent. Those nagas are as good as caught."  Arkain frowns. "The names Arkain. Just remember who you are working for." The bounty hunter smiles and nods and then studies the picture of the nagas.