Turtleback Lake What I cannot change

hunting 10/8

He did not stop digging at the back of the den—not until he was certain a few floppy-eared rodents had escaped through the front entrance. It wouldn’t do the pair any good if only one rabbit burst from the den. He’d have to make sure a few more made a run for it—that way they could both get a meal out of the hunt and Sachiel could bring one home for the caches (or Hawthorne). So he kept digging, his brows furrowed in determination as the soil grew softer beneath his paws and began collapsing in at the back of the tunnel. He did not know what was happening at Oksana’s end, but he hoped she had caught something so she wasn’t deemed as a useless hunting partner.

A rabbit began to burrow from beneath the dirt, clearly frantic as it attempted to escape the mess Sachiel had made. Without hesitation he lunged forward, plucking the soft creature from the burrows. It did not take much for the creature to fall limp and with a triumphant wag of his tail he abandoned his post and sprinted for the front. They couldn’t catch all the rabbits—then they couldn’t make more for them to hunt! He’d allow a few to escape out the back, but he was opposed to catching a few more at the front…

He saw the ebony girl with her own rabbit and gave a quick wag of his tail. His mismatched eyes quickly flitted over to the entrance of the den as he dropped his prize on the ground, his brows pinched tight as he waited to see if anything else came crawling out…

(This post was last modified: Apr 03, 2018, 03:13 PM by Sachiel.)

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Hunting Dem 11/8

The first rabbit to come out of the den had been dealt with easily. All she'd had to do was wait and be ready to pounce and she was. She’d grabbed it in her jaws mid flight and before it even knew what happened it’s limp form lay on the ground to the side of her. She couldn't help but feel a small amount of pride in her work.

A second rabbit had fled the den a moment after the first which Oksana let go. She wouldn't have them all and she'd been just finishing up with the first. She waited outside for others to appear. They didn't at first but Fern did and he had gotten lucky as well. Her tail swayed behind her happy they'd both managed a catch fire the day.

Her gaze went back to the den when his did before she turned back to him. A question upon her face, 'Did he want to go and leave the others for another day or stay and snatch up a couple more?’ When a few moments had passed and so others had come out of the front entrance she felt they had done their work for the day.

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He’d hoped for more rabbits to come tumbling out of the den entrance, his gangly legs rigid with anticipation, but nothing came. His ears drooped to the side as he turned back to the ebony river wolf, his mismatched eyes landing on the tawny body at her paws. Perhaps she wasn’t as useless as he’d initially thought. He might have to seek her out for another hunt in the future… Good job, he mumbled, a half-smile collapsing onto his dark features. He dismissed his disappointment with a sharp flick of his tail; there would be more rabbits to hunt in the future. It was possible he would stumble upon something else on his trek home. He motioned to the trees in the distance, his expression sharpening as his toes drummed along the ground. Well, I better get goin’, he announced with a shrug, gotta get this back to the caches. Thanks f’the hunt. He offered her a sweeping wag of his tail before he plucked his rabbit from the ground and bounced into the trees, his chin raised as pride swelled within his chest. 

ridge is a mature character

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While she would have liked to try and catch more rabbits it seemed their luck had run out. No more came from the den which she supposed was good in a way, she could come back another time with Fern or someone else and catch more. She wondered if he wanted to continue or call it a day. He would have to get his rabbit home soon anyway so it was probably best they both took their catches back to their packs. A smile and wave of her tail was given when he praised her. Thank you, you too! her orange gaze went to the trees when he motioned to them before returning to him as he spoke. It was nice to meet you Fern. Your welcome and thank you. Maybe we can meet again. She wouldn't mind hunting with him again sometime. She watched as he went before picking her rabbit up from the ground and heading back toward the borders.

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