Morningside Cuesta Hunt for who we've not yet become

When they agreed to let him hunt, Kieran gave a relieved smile. "Thank you - I'll try my best to catch something." He had, in all honesty, never hunted before. But perhaps now was the perfect time to learn? After all, he needed to learn soon.... this was just a good opportunity to begin. The boy grinned at the adults, before waiting to see what they wanted to do.

"What's a pheasant?" he piped up, tilting his head in curiousity. In all his 5 months of living, the boy had never once heard of such a thing. What even was it? He assumed, by Grayday and Sylvas' words, that a pheasant was something you could hunt, but what did it look like?