Sleepy Fox Hollow Lernen

Isa asked him what he was watching. Emmerich did not bother to give her a verbal answer. He merely rolled his eyes and pointed his muzzle in the direction of the undergrowth that had bustled only moments before. The boy wondered if his prize was still hiding inside. Hunger gnawed at him again, though he shifted his body to cover the sound of the rumbling in his stomach. Couldn’t have his sister looking at him with that face again – he didn’t like it.

It seemed that the premise of a snack was appealing to her, though. The girl tried to pass her interest off as being aloof. Emmerich looked at her, unimpressed. He wanted to show her the things that their mother and father had taught him. He wanted to prove that he was a hunter, just like they were. Isa wished to know why it mattered to him, but the boy was only looking to show off.

Cause… I gonna catch one, stupid! Emmerich smiled devilishly. He liked using that word. He liked even more the idea that it would greatly offend his sister. She was more fun when she was shaken off her high horse anyway.