Stone Circle We're Wide Awake Now

maybe hunting thread?

Days came and turned to weeks. It had been a little over a month now since his brother's disappearance and West still neared the borders searching for something, anything that might hint to his return. Was he even— no, he couldn't allow himself to think like that. The woodland boy shook his head before turning his emerald gaze back to the borders.

A grumble in his stomach distracted him further as he looked back in the direction of the stones. It seemed everyone was getting thinner lately, but that was no real surprise with the bison gone. Even he had felt the effects despite his parents' efforts to quell his stomach, but unlike those who had thinned enough to show, West simply evened out. Perhaps it was just his child fat balancing, but he wouldn't know that.

Perhaps he could help his parents in return-- he still wasn't much of a hunter since usually, it was his parents who brought food, but it couldn't hurt to try right? Even if that meant moving past the borders...his parents would be happy to have the meal right? With one final glance back he'd creep further than he had ever before, his ears swiveling for any sound.