A rock and a hard place
Hunting Seasonal
Yesterday, 07:37 PM
She moved quickly, her little satchel on her side, a knot tied in it's strap so it would fit her better. Every step Ultyr took was akin to almost five of her own, so she was basically trotting to keep up and stay on his back left side. She was staying close as possible, the fact that he hadn't taken her bag and cartography kit from her and told her those things were useless to a slave had been a relief and she was doing everything in her power to please the man after he had been willing to let her keep them. That included doing exactly as she was, keeping up to him as he tracked the animals he was tracking. She had seen the tracks that had caught his interest and made to follow quickly and stay as light on her feet as she could. She wouldn't mess up his hunt she swore to herself.
She knew little of how to hunt or track. She wasn't a harsh creature or a creature that could kill, not easily. She probably could if her life depended on it, but even then she had no fight in her. That had been beat out of her.
She had no idea his plans aside from returning to Archnemes to take his throne. He had been treating her better than his father had though. Much to her surprise, he had been feeding her almost every day, even forcing her to eat until her stomach visibly stretched. She had no idea why he was so insistent she ate, but she did as he said, eating until it almost made her sick when he told her to eat. She had no idea he was doing it so she would be more fit to hold viable offspring, that he planned to use her to make an army, only that his treatment of her made him probably the best master she would have in her life. Most of the past masters that Aryn had sold her to had been disgusting or abusive, only caring that she could scrub floors or warm a bed, and beating her if she displeased them.
An order from Ultyr had her moving to follow the order faithfully. So long as she kept him happy he wouldn't sell her to someone worse. At least that was her mentality about it. The chill of the air down on this land bridge had her going right for the bush he wanted her to hide in and laying down curling up. Her eye was on the form of the man though, ready to jump up should he need her to do something. His nose was in the air and she watched. A look down the land strip told her she likely wouldn't be waiting long. Though would he be more picky and choosy?
The sound of ducks overhead had her looking up. A small flock, but the thing he was likely to hunt was the creatures on the bridge. A sound caught her attention and her ears went forward and she sat up immediately looking in its direction. A deep bleat. A sound she knew from home! A GOAT!
"Things I Hear"
She knew little of how to hunt or track. She wasn't a harsh creature or a creature that could kill, not easily. She probably could if her life depended on it, but even then she had no fight in her. That had been beat out of her.
She had no idea his plans aside from returning to Archnemes to take his throne. He had been treating her better than his father had though. Much to her surprise, he had been feeding her almost every day, even forcing her to eat until her stomach visibly stretched. She had no idea why he was so insistent she ate, but she did as he said, eating until it almost made her sick when he told her to eat. She had no idea he was doing it so she would be more fit to hold viable offspring, that he planned to use her to make an army, only that his treatment of her made him probably the best master she would have in her life. Most of the past masters that Aryn had sold her to had been disgusting or abusive, only caring that she could scrub floors or warm a bed, and beating her if she displeased them.
An order from Ultyr had her moving to follow the order faithfully. So long as she kept him happy he wouldn't sell her to someone worse. At least that was her mentality about it. The chill of the air down on this land bridge had her going right for the bush he wanted her to hide in and laying down curling up. Her eye was on the form of the man though, ready to jump up should he need her to do something. His nose was in the air and she watched. A look down the land strip told her she likely wouldn't be waiting long. Though would he be more picky and choosy?
The sound of ducks overhead had her looking up. A small flock, but the thing he was likely to hunt was the creatures on the bridge. A sound caught her attention and her ears went forward and she sat up immediately looking in its direction. A deep bleat. A sound she knew from home! A GOAT!
784/1500
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.
4 hours ago
She watched Ultyr as he took notice of her interest in the goats. She perked her ears, watching him pick a target. He let the billy and and the kid slip past them and she tilted her head from the bush she was hidden inside. What was he waiting for? Did he know something she didn't? Then the wind shifted and the element of surprise was taken from him. What would of been an easy kill becoming now a chase. He exploded and she shifted her weight, body priming for an order for him.
The kick from her to his nose had her tensing. Now? She tensed up and lowered herself more. She was ready this time for the order, unlike on the island when she hadn't known he expected her to try to help hunt. She was turning back and he was on her heels. Lai was zoned in. The other goats had already run northward, out of sight out of mind. Their meal would have to be her, and Lai was determined to not fuck this up.
"Delay her!" His order had her darting forward, ready this time for the order. She launched into action, running right for the goat. The doe turned right as Lai lunged, Lai's teeth landing on her horns and the entire weight of Lai now dangling from the horn, sending her crashing and tumbling to the ground bellowing her fear, a tumble over Lai had her clenching her teeth onto that horn for dear life, regardless of the bruising she just received. She'd worked with goats before and knew those horns were the best way to gain control of the goat. She accidentally released the horn though as the goat tumbled over her a second time, jumping back up as fast as she could and shaking her head as her sides heaved. The doe landed a few feet away and was flailing. Had she broken something in her panic?
"Things I Hear"
The kick from her to his nose had her tensing. Now? She tensed up and lowered herself more. She was ready this time for the order, unlike on the island when she hadn't known he expected her to try to help hunt. She was turning back and he was on her heels. Lai was zoned in. The other goats had already run northward, out of sight out of mind. Their meal would have to be her, and Lai was determined to not fuck this up.
"Delay her!" His order had her darting forward, ready this time for the order. She launched into action, running right for the goat. The doe turned right as Lai lunged, Lai's teeth landing on her horns and the entire weight of Lai now dangling from the horn, sending her crashing and tumbling to the ground bellowing her fear, a tumble over Lai had her clenching her teeth onto that horn for dear life, regardless of the bruising she just received. She'd worked with goats before and knew those horns were the best way to gain control of the goat. She accidentally released the horn though as the goat tumbled over her a second time, jumping back up as fast as she could and shaking her head as her sides heaved. The doe landed a few feet away and was flailing. Had she broken something in her panic?
1694/1500
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.