December 16, 2020, 08:17 PM
What he found was not at all what he expected.
First, he found the smell of sickness. Something to eat, if he could kill it. The smell made his stomach twist on itself in hunger and revulsion. Then he discovered the stench of wolf and herb. Then mountain lion, underneath it all. In the gloaming darkness of the lair, he unearthed, at last, the source. The feline was molded into a dense ball of herself, ribbed and slender looking and hurt, it seemed. Tucked in a corner. Trying to make herself small. Trying to hide?
Skífa dropped his head low and stared hawkishly at the cat, his gaze razor-sharp and fixed on her. His hackles bristled into a thicket of wolf hair over the pointed peaks of his shoulder blades. He began pacing slowly, just a few limping steps back and forth. Debating with himself. He could try to kill her. She might be weak enough to take down, and she would be something to eat, anyway. But cats were tricky - even a sick cat had claws - and he was also weak and injured. Worst of all, he was alone. And judging by the scents on her, she might've already tangled with a wolf and won.
Skífa shot her a leering smile. "You a wolf-hunter, huh, little cat?" He didn't know if cats could understand wolves. Really, he didn't care, either way. He wasn't talking for her benefit; he just wanted to know how lucid she was before he committed to any action. Maybe he could wait her out - and she'd die on her own - and he could find out what a mountain lion tasted like.
First, he found the smell of sickness. Something to eat, if he could kill it. The smell made his stomach twist on itself in hunger and revulsion. Then he discovered the stench of wolf and herb. Then mountain lion, underneath it all. In the gloaming darkness of the lair, he unearthed, at last, the source. The feline was molded into a dense ball of herself, ribbed and slender looking and hurt, it seemed. Tucked in a corner. Trying to make herself small. Trying to hide?
Skífa dropped his head low and stared hawkishly at the cat, his gaze razor-sharp and fixed on her. His hackles bristled into a thicket of wolf hair over the pointed peaks of his shoulder blades. He began pacing slowly, just a few limping steps back and forth. Debating with himself. He could try to kill her. She might be weak enough to take down, and she would be something to eat, anyway. But cats were tricky - even a sick cat had claws - and he was also weak and injured. Worst of all, he was alone. And judging by the scents on her, she might've already tangled with a wolf and won.
Skífa shot her a leering smile. "You a wolf-hunter, huh, little cat?" He didn't know if cats could understand wolves. Really, he didn't care, either way. He wasn't talking for her benefit; he just wanted to know how lucid she was before he committed to any action. Maybe he could wait her out - and she'd die on her own - and he could find out what a mountain lion tasted like.
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like the river, you just come and go - by Skífa - December 10, 2020, 04:12 PM
RE: like the river, you just come and go - by Umi - December 16, 2020, 03:21 AM
RE: like the river, you just come and go - by Skífa - December 16, 2020, 08:17 PM
RE: like the river, you just come and go - by Umi - December 17, 2020, 02:41 AM
RE: like the river, you just come and go - by Skífa - December 17, 2020, 02:01 PM
RE: like the river, you just come and go - by Umi - December 18, 2020, 03:24 AM
RE: like the river, you just come and go - by Skífa - December 18, 2020, 02:05 PM