King Elk Forest Exploration

Vidaar stalked into the midday sun. Today he would explore, his nose to the ground he smelled something? He didn't know what he smelled, but he followed it. He wandered through the forest. The den growing distantly behind him. He was sure he would find it soon. Whatever it was. He couldn't see the sun anymore and it was getting darker as the trees grew denser and the forest began to swallow the small pup.

Vidaar's movements woke Venere, and she peered at him, one eye half-open, as she tried to decide whether this was worth being awake for. He left the den, and she followed after a few moments. No one was around. It was just them. "Daar!" She called after him, then rushed to catch up. She gave her brother a measured look that asked, where are we going?

He heard a rush of hurried movement behind him and his sister's call. He slowed his speed so she could catch up easier. He caught her look and smirked gesturing with his head to the forest all around them. "I smell somthin'" He told her, before turing his nose back to the ground. She was always welcome along, but whatever he found was his.

We can make this a hunting thread if you'd like? Figured they could track some small game — they're still too young to actually catch it though!

At her brother's words, the girl put her nose to the ground, too. Besides her brother, she could smell the members of their pack, and something else — something that made her mouth water. She couldn't place the scent, but she began to follow it all the same. Was this what he was after?

On the ground Vidaar noticed a strange paw print, very different from his own. He stepped next to it, leaving his own paw print in the soft ground. He studied the two prints, his head tilted confused. He looked at his sister. "Small" He reported.

The print was small, and nothing at all like a wolf's. The scent was tantalizing, and she pursued it through the undergrowth. After some minutes, they came to a sort of crossroads, with a path worn into the forest floor. Many individual scents were here, but they all smelled of the same creature. Looking closer, she could even see droppings. She sniffed them and immediately pulled away, making a face.

"Lots here," she informed her brother.

He lifted his nose to the wind as his sister examined the foot print just as he did. There were many scents on the wind, he smelled Mom, Jarus, even The Big Man, he found one that matched the footprint, it seemed if they kept following the prints it would lead them to what he sought.

His sister led him to crossroads where she sniffed at a pile of droppings. Her expression confused him. He took a turn to sniff the droppings and made a similar expression of displeasure. However, it was the same scent. As the footprints, and the same smell that had led him out here to begin with. "Follow." He told his sister.

He stalked, his nose to the ground, he spotted bits of fur here and there. Very different from his own. He poked at it with his paw, tilting his head at his sister. "What is it?"

Vidaar wanted to lead, and Venere shrugged before stepping aside, letting him take the front while she trotted along at his right side. Eventually they came to a few bushes with clumps of hair on it, and Vidaar asked what it was. The girl just snorted. "How am I s'posed to know?" Even so, she moved closer to inspect the fur.

It was quite soft, and smelled like what they'd been tracking. She moved away from the fur, looking around as she scented the air. Then, in the distance, movement.

A small hare had just left its burrow. Venere stared at it.

Vidaar cocked his head to the side staring at the thing. What was it? He felt compelled to pounce on it. It was hard to stop himself but he held back and looked at his sister. "Closer?" He whispered the question to her. His curiosity wouldn't be satiated until he knew what it was. He watched as it's nose crinkled. It had weird paws, and ears. It was just... weird.

Venere did want to move closer, so she gave her brother the minutest of nods and slowly began to pad forward. Very quickly, the hare's head snapped in their direction, and then it bolted straight back down it's den. This caused Venere to snarl and she rushed towards the den, trying furiously to dig, but her paws and claws were not yet strong enough. She peered into the warren hole. Think I'll fit?

Venere tried but the thing ran away. No. too small. He pointed at the small opening with his massive paw, then pointed at her saying, Too big. Even at two months old they were already much larger than the creature they'd discovered here, and there was no way they'd be able to fit. Bring home hair, ask mom? Now that they had come so close, he NEEDED an answer. He grabbed a tuft of hair in his mouth, waiting patiently for his sister so they could return home together.

Fading here!

Venere huffed, but desisted. She knew Vidaar was right. She made a vow, to remember this place, and return one day, for that tasty-smelling creature would be hers if she could do something about it. For now, she was content with Vidaar's plan, to just grab some fur and have their mother identify it. Nodding, she, too, grabbed a wad of fur, and happily followed her brother home.