@Minori
Soon after her fall-out with Indra, Nunataq had moved out of the den she had shared with her Bearclaw family and searched the Lost Creek Hollow for a suitable new home. She felt all grown up and important, as she did this. No adult had a say in, what she was supposed to do and how, she was free and enjoyed it. Few cold nights that were spent outside later she found an abandoned badger's den right on the fringes of hollow's eastern borders. It was a bit small for her in the beginning, but the ground had not frozen yet there, making it easy for her to dig the sand and make the necessary adjustments. And on the same evening she moved in proudly in her small, but cozy apartment and fell asleep.
The first thing she did the next morning was going around the perimeter, marking the place, where she felt it necessary for others to know that they were entering a small private corner in a big house. Kind of angry "Stay Out!" signs kids put on their bedroom doors. But with this the furnishing was not yet done. She returned to Bearclaw residence to fetch her favourite toys and for a moment she wondered, whether she should go and take Marten's toad as well, but decided that it was probably not worth the trouble. If Indra had flipped out over a dead body, what would she have to say about a living one? Therefore, when back at her new home, she stashed a piece of an old antler that had suffered many hefty chewing session, and a piece of half-rotten hide that had been in Lucas's possession, when they had still lived elsewhere.
With things one, two and three checked off her list, the girl decided that this would be a good time to explore the lands that were right behind the invisible fence that separated her packlands from the wilds. This was an entirely new area, meadow with patches of green interspersed between yellows and browns, a river snaking it's way through it and - what would you know - a mountain range to the North. Nunataq did not think twice about heading over there, while making frequent stops along the way, where she thought that there was a spot worth inspecting more or where there was a promise for food.
Soon after her fall-out with Indra, Nunataq had moved out of the den she had shared with her Bearclaw family and searched the Lost Creek Hollow for a suitable new home. She felt all grown up and important, as she did this. No adult had a say in, what she was supposed to do and how, she was free and enjoyed it. Few cold nights that were spent outside later she found an abandoned badger's den right on the fringes of hollow's eastern borders. It was a bit small for her in the beginning, but the ground had not frozen yet there, making it easy for her to dig the sand and make the necessary adjustments. And on the same evening she moved in proudly in her small, but cozy apartment and fell asleep.
The first thing she did the next morning was going around the perimeter, marking the place, where she felt it necessary for others to know that they were entering a small private corner in a big house. Kind of angry "Stay Out!" signs kids put on their bedroom doors. But with this the furnishing was not yet done. She returned to Bearclaw residence to fetch her favourite toys and for a moment she wondered, whether she should go and take Marten's toad as well, but decided that it was probably not worth the trouble. If Indra had flipped out over a dead body, what would she have to say about a living one? Therefore, when back at her new home, she stashed a piece of an old antler that had suffered many hefty chewing session, and a piece of half-rotten hide that had been in Lucas's possession, when they had still lived elsewhere.
With things one, two and three checked off her list, the girl decided that this would be a good time to explore the lands that were right behind the invisible fence that separated her packlands from the wilds. This was an entirely new area, meadow with patches of green interspersed between yellows and browns, a river snaking it's way through it and - what would you know - a mountain range to the North. Nunataq did not think twice about heading over there, while making frequent stops along the way, where she thought that there was a spot worth inspecting more or where there was a promise for food.
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Bullets of silver and salt - by Nunataq - November 25, 2018, 04:21 AM
RE: Bullets of silver and salt - by Minori - November 25, 2018, 10:01 AM
RE: Bullets of silver and salt - by Nunataq - November 26, 2018, 02:57 PM
RE: Bullets of silver and salt - by Minori - November 27, 2018, 01:07 PM
RE: Bullets of silver and salt - by Nunataq - November 28, 2018, 09:30 AM
RE: Bullets of silver and salt - by Minori - December 19, 2018, 06:10 PM
RE: Bullets of silver and salt - by Nunataq - December 24, 2018, 09:25 AM
RE: Bullets of silver and salt - by Minori - December 25, 2018, 10:00 PM
RE: Bullets of silver and salt - by Nunataq - December 28, 2018, 09:35 AM