ardent

Strong like the pines

Snow



Altair

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
8
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
65
player
04-15-2020, 01:17 AM

Altair
Altair had to freshen up on her skills. With Winter fast approaching, the she-wolf thought of this being a perfect opportunity to bring some food back to the pack. Though, for what felt like hours of continuous trudging, the prey animals seemed to be rather unscathed. After all, working with only one eye to guide someone was quite the challenge. More than one incident did happen where the snow-bathed fae seemed to collide with the elements. The element being rather large pine trees. Luckily though her wounds didn't seem to bleed again like before, which was certainly a blessing for the young wolf. If she were to claim land and have her own pack someday, hunting and providing would be a key skill to focus on in the meantime.

This form of territory was perfect hunting grounds, and though some hares and other large prey presented themselves to her; they were either too quick or too cunning for her to really take down anything.

She sat down by a nearby pine to catch her breath and recollect her thoughts. She would have to outsmart her prey while also practicing her hunting with only the use of one eye. Though Altair thought about many things, this was a definite thing to focus her mind on. The pack would need food, especially when it came to her siblings who seemed to be growing everyday. Many of them already close to outgrowing her once they hit a year, and she was nearing two already. Her eyes focused on a hare nearby as she got into a good crouching position, her movement slow as to not startle it while also using the snow as camouflage. She prayed that she would be able to at least get something, at least...should not anything disturb her hunt.

"Speech"