November 15, 2018, 01:43 PM
(This post was last modified: November 15, 2018, 01:44 PM by Lorelei.)
With morning light's she left the marshes behind in favor of the cover of forest. With luck, perhaps the witch would find a meal there.
The floor may have been shaded if not for the small death of cruel autumn. The branches of the mighty oaks were bare, skeletal fingers as they brushed together in the wind. Between their trunks grew withered grass, encased with a crust of frost that crackled underfoot. The remains of a few frozen plants lingered, hinting towards better days in the warm season.
A promising odor on the wind lifted her dark muzzle as she padded through the forest, a paw lifting as she paused to detect the scent. Hare...female perhaps...some short distance east.
Hunger gnawed at her bones, demanding that she feed. Lorelei gave into the base need, prowling the frigid forest with refreshed care now that she was on the hunt. The long-eared prey awaited her amongst the trees, nibbling daintly at a patch of moss.
The Daughter paused, preparing to creep as close as she could before the mammal detected her presence only to be halted mid-crouch by a blur of tawny grey.
A lynx, the tufted ears told her as it landed atop her snack and sunk fangs into the base of its nape. The witch watched with disappointed fascination as it dispatched the game, sparing Lorelei a cursory glance as it fled unhurriedly into the domain of the forest.
It would be folly to pursue, even as ravenous as she was. A lynx could seriously injure a single wolf and the hare simply wasn't worth it.
Turning, the fae continued on her path.
The floor may have been shaded if not for the small death of cruel autumn. The branches of the mighty oaks were bare, skeletal fingers as they brushed together in the wind. Between their trunks grew withered grass, encased with a crust of frost that crackled underfoot. The remains of a few frozen plants lingered, hinting towards better days in the warm season.
A promising odor on the wind lifted her dark muzzle as she padded through the forest, a paw lifting as she paused to detect the scent. Hare...female perhaps...some short distance east.
Hunger gnawed at her bones, demanding that she feed. Lorelei gave into the base need, prowling the frigid forest with refreshed care now that she was on the hunt. The long-eared prey awaited her amongst the trees, nibbling daintly at a patch of moss.
The Daughter paused, preparing to creep as close as she could before the mammal detected her presence only to be halted mid-crouch by a blur of tawny grey.
A lynx, the tufted ears told her as it landed atop her snack and sunk fangs into the base of its nape. The witch watched with disappointed fascination as it dispatched the game, sparing Lorelei a cursory glance as it fled unhurriedly into the domain of the forest.
It would be folly to pursue, even as ravenous as she was. A lynx could seriously injure a single wolf and the hare simply wasn't worth it.
Turning, the fae continued on her path.
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I'm just one, but I'm trying - by Lorelei - November 15, 2018, 01:43 PM
RE: I'm just one, but I'm trying - by Dirge - November 23, 2018, 01:20 AM