The Wildwood Medieval Warfare

Pride bubbled in her chest when the prey fell, licking her lips as she moved forward… she waited, watching as the children took their share… she took only a few bites, not feeling particularly hungry. Winter was going to be falling in the coming weeks – she was used to limiting her food intake so much that she fell back into an old habit. Perhaps if there was anything left over after the others had eaten, then she’d take more. She took a step back, eyes falling to Triell to make sure that he ate something. She worried about them all, the Tainn clan who had wormed their way into her life similarly to how Kerb had… unlike her aunt and uncle, she did not leave family behind.

Kerberos let the children get their first taste of the victory, a smile spreading across his face as Triell motioned for him to come closer. The male accepted the invitation and moved in to take a few bites. He was grateful for everyone around him who had helped to bring this kill down. Perhaps it would help them adjust to the cold seasons the best as possible. Heavens knew they might need it.

The tawny male stepped back to merely observe the scene now but ready to offer himself to help carry it back when everyone else had their turns and filled their stomachs.

FADE

(This post was last modified: Feb 08, 2018, 03:48 PM by Kerberos.)

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