The autumn woman delighted in her season, her colours lending her aid to hunter in redened undergrowth and moisture held the scent of trails in the ground for longer than a hot, dry day — provided that it didn’t rain — today was a great day for hunting and Flicker had nothing on her mind but such. She had happened across a perfect place to hunt: a strech of plains with varying grass heights. Inhaling deeply, the woman set off at a brisk trot after a deer path, if only to observe unless there was an easy option.
Soon, she happened across them and dropped lower to avoid detection, swiftly moving eastward to ensure her downwind position. She licked her muzzle in anticipation, all she’d been feeding off was small game; funny toads and birds from caches in the forest. Then there was the intrusion... ’No, keep your mind on the hunt.’ the thought was like a clap of thunder, dragging her attention back to her game.
It was then, when she inhaed deeply, did she catch just a hint of another, another pack. She tensed and cast a wary gaze about the grasses in the failing light. Great.
Soon, she happened across them and dropped lower to avoid detection, swiftly moving eastward to ensure her downwind position. She licked her muzzle in anticipation, all she’d been feeding off was small game; funny toads and birds from caches in the forest. Then there was the intrusion... ’No, keep your mind on the hunt.’ the thought was like a clap of thunder, dragging her attention back to her game.
It was then, when she inhaed deeply, did she catch just a hint of another, another pack. She tensed and cast a wary gaze about the grasses in the failing light. Great.
| • • | 'The wild is wild, but she is feral.' -Mor
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Like an ancient story - by Flicker - November 05, 2018, 06:52 PM
RE: Like an ancient story - by Siege - November 05, 2018, 06:58 PM
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