Avicus is displeased.
her growing belly weighs her down. it's like an injury, but somehow worse. with hurt, she could fight past the pain. this is nothing more than a hindrance, extra weight upon her rangy frame, and she resents every second of it.
when will they come?!
she gives Augur a gentle whuff as she lumbers down the slope, moving past him to splash into the water, the coolness of the stream a balm to her hot and irritated temper. she stays in the shallows, feeling the slippery moss beneath her pads.
glances at Augur, chest-deep, and lets loose a deep sigh as he runs—so unencumbered!—through the sand.
she stares curiously at the bubbles, torn between amusement and irritation. she lets the former have control, if only slightly, and does the same. the water gurgles out from her lips, rising to the surface in—
a passing fish tickles her paws, and she lifts her head suddenly, glancing downstream.
fih'hhh,
Avicus barks quietly, the forbidden syllable forced hard past her ragged tongue. she glances at Augur. shall we try to catch some? her eyes read.
she makes her way, slowly, to the opposite bank, and sinks down once there to wait.
rolled for failure too -_-
Augur is unsuccessful. she does not hesitate a moment, striking as soon as she sees the silvery fish approach her paws.
perhaps she'd be quicker if she weren't
enceinte, but the fatigue and extra weight must have some effect—or, at least, that's what she'll tell herself to soothe her bruised ego—because she snaps her head down into water and comes up empty.
she spits, frowning, and shakes her head, sending water in a halo spray 'round her face.
the fish, meanwhile, have well and truly taken fright, and Avicus thinks it'll be a while before they again find the trust to approach the bank and what loomed above.
bad 'hhluck,
she remarks, glancing at the bold hunter.