Rising Sun Valley Eccentric orbit

@Keyni :D

He's been traveling for a while with no destination in mind, following the trail of game where he's lucky enough to come across it. Most of what he's managed to eat the past few days has been small meals barely worth the energy expenditure, and he's starting to feel the press of starvation close around him. Having always been a well-fed man, Deimos doesn't like this change, or how it changes how he thinks. He's become much more linear in his motions - everything a balancing act of risk versus reward, where before he might have loafed around or enjoyed the wilderness and the stark solidarity that comes from traveling alone. Now he's just desperate and driven by the need to fill his gut.

Drinking his fill at a stream, Deimos looks up and catches movement in the reeds across the bank. The slim neck of a goose is just barely visible, and as he hungrily stares with drool dribbling from his chin, he can hear the soft chittering of goslings over the gurgle of water. They're hidden, but he hears them. An easy meal, if he can cross the stream and ambush them.. but the mother goose is alert to his presence, and stares him down from across the water with two beady and resentful eyes.