Nova Peak sentiment is a chemical defect

@Scimitar spar thread :)

Exploration was what the Acheron focused on for the time being, he wanted to explore the whole of Nova Peak and remember everything. If he planned to live as a member of this pack for the time being, he supposed remembering his pack's lands were essential in case for an attack. Or hunting, so he would know which places were best for hunting rabbits or hares. Where the fish usually swam in the streams. Where large four footed prey lived. The stallion's memory was exceptional, something he'd inherited from his dear father, Janus. Everyone could have a brilliant memory, to be honest, if they knew the correct technique.

Today, Arion found himself in a clearing in the middle of the forest, the scent of rabbits hung heavily in the air. A moment later his honey golden gaze found what his nose had found earlier, he heard their shuffling among the greens that carpeted the woods and saw the tips of their fur, contrasting heavily with the greens and browns of the forest. The stallion sneaked closer, making sure to step on nothing and make absolutely no noise, to be downwind of the prey.

He leaped, when he was close enough and though the rabbits try to run, their deaths were inevitable. Gleaming alabaster fangs found the neck of one rabbit and killed the animal almost instantly, the other one he caught with a lucky swipe of his paws, sending it stumbling by the side of a tree. Arion pounced with a catlike grace and ended the life of another. Lifting them both by their scruffs, he dropped them off by a cache and kicked dirt over it. The Greek had had a meal of fish and squirrel in the early afternoon and that was enough for him for the day.

Then Arion returned to the clearing, wondering if he should rest here or continue on his hunt. Or if there was something more interesting to do.