lucid dreaming

open gamekeeper thread for anyone who wants to join crëyr! :D

the grayscale outrider was again, far from home— approximately three days, she guessed. this time she'd weaved her way through the mountains she'd come to become familiar with and had found herself in the middle of a wide valley. nice.

as she emerged from the trees, she spotted a small lake, and decided to stop for a rest. crëyr placed a paw on the thin layer of ice that had formed and forcefully pressed it downwards, so that it broke and made a suitable hole for her to drink from. as she dipped her petite silver crown to lap at the water, she then became aware of the distinct squawking that only grew louder as she continued to quench her thirst. geese. she rolled her eyes. looked like the place wouldn't be hospitable after all, unless she wanted to face a bunch of loud birds while she had her stay.

unless...

she looked up then, her cerulean orbs zeroing on one or two of the birds, the ones which were particularly plump or particularly loud. those were her targets, for now. crëyr began to back away, so that there was a good distance between herself and the birds that were yet to be her prey. it would be most effective if she had a partner to hunt with, but sure she could take some down herself.