Hearthwood River Wilderness Wild and Perilous Be

For @Inna & @Lekalta - I've wanted to do this for a while, and finally got around to it ^^;
Since @Kjors is throwing a pack hunt, I'd like to backdate this to be set earlier...

Tentatively Dating this 11/01 - can be changed if you like
Late morning, clear weather

The Baranski prince had finished his morning rounds, noting - with no small amount of pride - that the cashes were still looking well-stocked despite winter making its tentative entry on the land. It would be good to have a pack hunt before the snow truly began swirling, driving away most of the larger prey, but he didn't feel confident calling one personally, and was unsure who to go to with the suggestion; Everything seems so chaotic right now... Orren still felt guilty for being out scouting for herds when his father had been injured, like he had failed, not just by not being there, but by pursuing his passion for hunting, rater than studying guardianship, even after Aleksei had disappeared. Now @Maksim was once again in recovery, his post temporarily handled by Karpos, after Lachesis had decided to focus on helping the king heal. Orren had tried his best to just keep out of everyone's way, tending to the cashes as his way of contributing, quietly, keeping mostly away from the pack den. Filling stores with only small prey was a full time occupation, so even though things were looking good at the moment, he knew he should try to catch a hare, or maybe even two, today. But as he trotted back through the territory, trying to remember where he had last seen fresh tracks, a sudden idea struck him; In his self-ordained seclusion, he had seen very little of his younger sisters and he missed them. So resolutely, not allowing himself to think any further, the yearling turned towards the center of the land, going in search of his younger siblings; It's about time anyway! A wide grin was already plastered across his masked face, persimmon eyes aglow with excitement as he made his way through the fresh powder of snow. The conditions were perfect, the snow making tracking easier, and the crisp air and light breeze carrying scents strong and clear. Orren fondly remembered his own first hunting lesson, @Naia teaching him about scent-tracking; In the snow as well... They had already introduced Inna to the idea, and she seemed to have talent; Now let's put it to the test! Reaching the small clearing were the pack den lay, the copper and charcoal lad called joyously, hoping to find both of his sister's ready, able and excited to join him in a small hunting adventure; "'Kalta, Lightning-bug , are you up for a little fun?!"   Word count: 408 ”Speech" Thoughts

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Lekalta was still in awe of the fluffy white snowflakes that sprinkled down from the heavens and nestled upon her home. Her tongue would stick haphazardly out, sampling the delectable little flakes, and she noted with silent pleasure that she could leave intricate designs in the snow with her paws. Lekalta was about to test her artistic ability by completely belly flopping on to the snow and rolling when her brother’s cry distracted her completely. Without hesitation, no sooner did Orren’s voice fade upon the wind did the honeyed girl whip forward, her youth limbs practically knotting in to one another as she clumsily strode in his direction.

“I love fun,” she breathed out, her eyes bright as she bounced toward her older brother. Her tail waved amicably behind her, and with a crooning growl, the girl leaned upward to plant a welcoming kiss upon her brother’s cheek in reverence. “What’re we going to do?” Pausing, she allowed her muzzle to cant back, her gaze sweeping about the den area. “And where’s Inna?” Fun usually was something she had with her littermate, and she wanted this to be no different.

Blinking, she waited, and after an entirety of ten seconds occurred and Inna did not meet her expectations by simply appearing before her in that very moment, Lekalta released an impatient sigh. Really?

are you deranged like me? are you strange like me?
lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?
do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?

The weather had changed considerably in what seemed to be a short amount of time to Inna and now there was snow on the ground and falling through the air. In fact so much had seemed to change in such a short time which caused Inna to wonder if it would always be as such or if there were times when things went much slower. Though one thing she was glad about was to have longer legs which as she looked across the snow covered ground from the stump that she had found not too far from the den she thought she might need if the snow got any deeper.

The sound of Orren’s voice calling her nickname caused her ears to swivel in the direction of the den. Having missed her brother she wonder what he had in mind in the way of fun which was the reason that she didn’t hesitate to go to him. Bounding over and finally insight of the small clearing she found her brother and Lekalta also waiting for her.

“I’m here,” she finally called hoping that they wouldn’t go off to have whatever fun that her brother had spoken of without her. “What’s do have in mind for today Ori?” She asked a little breathless as she joined them in the clearing eager to see what her brother was up to.

(This post was last modified: Nov 17, 2015, 01:00 AM by Inna.)

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Lekalta was the first to appear, Orren hardly managing to take a breath before his paler little sister was upon him. He grinned widely, orange eyes twinkling down at her as she greeted him fondly, her enthusiasm building up his hope for their little adventure. Unlike her littermate's unusual, dark fur, Kalta fit in nicely with the rest of the Baranski line, her golden colors almost the spitting image of their mother, though the splashes of grey and brown were more distinct, a witness of their father's heritage. Her impatience though, reminded the brother more of himself than anyone, and he laughed lowly at her clear disappointment in the need to wait for the other sister. Not that it took long for Inna to appear, bouncing through the snow to join them, seeming as excited as her siblings. Orren looked between his sisters, bright eyes watching him expectantly. The big brother's chest was warm with pride and love, and his heart raced in his own excitement; This was a very special kind of fun he had been planning, and he hoped they would enjoy it as much as him. "We are gonna go on a little treasure hunt!" The yearling announced grandiosely, wagging his tail energetically. He looked around for a moment, considering which direction to take before looking back to the girls; "I think it's about time we taught you two how to hunt." Without waiting for their reaction, he turned, expecting them to follow along as he trotted off into the woods. It wasn't far to an area that the aspiring young hunter had spotted just around the time the snow started to fall. Here, the large redwoods had left an open area where smaller, fast growing trees could take hold, birch and alder reaching towards the sparse sunlight, and, most importantly, dropping their fruits to sprout new trees. These shoots were the preferred food of a main stock in the wolf winter diet; Hare! Stopping at the edge of this clearing, Orren turned to his sisters, eyes settling on Inna as he spoke in a hushed voice: "Now we have to track, remember?" He raised a brow at the swarthy girl, then turned to Lekalta and added: "The nose is a hunters most important tool! Think you can smell some food?" Word count: 384 ”Speech" Thoughts

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