Sleepy Fox Hollow tropfen blut

Etienne had heard the call and for a brief moment he thought about ignoring it. He was still feeling sorry for himself and frankly he wasn't a good hunter. Oh he could drive, but that was about it. He hated taking life, even if it were necessity. Honestly, it had been one of the reason's he hadn't eaten much on his trip. That and his stomach rolled everytime.

But it would be a cruelty and disrespectful not to arrive with a leader call. His mother had instilled a great sense of morality, manners and respect in the youth and thus he went.

Golden eyes took in the green swaying grass. He had seen the herds too. Many more deer than he had ever laid eyes on and for a moment a sharp pang of homesickness hit him. And a dose of loneliness. Theo would love this. He'd be the first one there to hunt. Suzu would help, but she'd prefer eating the meat to hunting it. That drew a smile to his small muzzle and a soft tear to his eye.

He stood behind the leader, smaller and lankier than the powerhouse in front of him.