November 27, 2018, 06:01 PM
No. She too, would not be hunting. There was nothing to hunt - the elk were far too big, too strong. The youngsters that had been birthed now sported the earthen tones and stood nearly the same height as their predecessors, their parents, their leaders. If she had been hunting, if there had been a weakened or it had been an earlier season, she would not have been walking in plain sight. The fur on her back would not have been relaxed, her ears would not have been backward. In fact, she wasn't sure why they seemed spooked; surely, they were aware that she was no threat to them alone. Remaining a safe distance away, Savannah couldn't help but feel strangely at peace watching the herd. Hell, she could even curl up, take a nap and snooze until they moved on. But eventually, once they did, she would follow. She had been following them for this long.
Eventually, one would drop, one would grow too old or too weak; the earth would welcome them and her stomach would too. It was autumn, and as she watched them use their hooves to clear the accumulated snow, she was well aware that their food source would eventually diminish in the area. They would move on, and so would she. They were her eyes and ears, and despite them not liking her presence which was expected, they didn't seem to really care too much. She was alone, she couldn't hurt them alone. So of course, this was why when they started to snort loudly in alarm, she too raised her head. Perhaps a bobcat, a mountain lion or something else had spooked them. At first, she didn't realize it was one of her own kind that had caught their attention until the scent wafted into her nostrils. Ah - she wasn't alone any longer.
That was why.
Blinking slowly, Savannah finally located whoever it was and how in the hell had she not noticed them a few yards away, behind her? Being a few yards between the elk herd and the male, directly in the middle between the two, she turned around and started to trot towards whoever it was, tail waving behind her slowly. Once she was close enough, she released a bark. Not exactly a greeting, but one that would surely capture their attention. Unless they were deaf - that too, was a possibility.
Eventually, one would drop, one would grow too old or too weak; the earth would welcome them and her stomach would too. It was autumn, and as she watched them use their hooves to clear the accumulated snow, she was well aware that their food source would eventually diminish in the area. They would move on, and so would she. They were her eyes and ears, and despite them not liking her presence which was expected, they didn't seem to really care too much. She was alone, she couldn't hurt them alone. So of course, this was why when they started to snort loudly in alarm, she too raised her head. Perhaps a bobcat, a mountain lion or something else had spooked them. At first, she didn't realize it was one of her own kind that had caught their attention until the scent wafted into her nostrils. Ah - she wasn't alone any longer.
That was why.
Blinking slowly, Savannah finally located whoever it was and how in the hell had she not noticed them a few yards away, behind her? Being a few yards between the elk herd and the male, directly in the middle between the two, she turned around and started to trot towards whoever it was, tail waving behind her slowly. Once she was close enough, she released a bark. Not exactly a greeting, but one that would surely capture their attention. Unless they were deaf - that too, was a possibility.
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Playing games from the start - by Derg - November 27, 2018, 05:18 PM
RE: Playing games from the start - by Savannah - November 27, 2018, 06:01 PM
RE: Playing games from the start - by Derg - November 28, 2018, 01:52 PM
RE: Playing games from the start - by Savannah - November 28, 2018, 02:15 PM
RE: Playing games from the start - by Derg - November 28, 2018, 02:31 PM