You read the terrain, you search for signs of passing, for the scent of your prey, and then you hunt them down. That's the only thing you're committed to.
It's interesting how "mooning" someone still induces such a visceral reaction. At some point in our evolution we evolved to fear an object that resembles the full moon, but is not the moon itself...
as a lib the worst part of controlling the hurricanes is you still have to send 95% of them at random caribbean islands or the yucatan or wherever to keep up the ruse that theyre natural. now the tornado machine, you can really go wild on conservatives with that thing