Older and... Wiser? [AW]

*Sigleif* · 10-14-2017, 11:12 AM

Hunting: Mountain Goat

Sig was perplexed. The large female sat down hard on her haunches, overlooking the deep ravine which sat before her. Gleaming white stones littered with glimmers of gold were strewn across the slope. on the other side sweeping evergreen trees stretched high into the sky, with the occasional maple or alder tree gleaming yellow among the green. It was beautiful, but she was not so inspired by the view that she was not still a bit grumpy.

The sky overhead was thick with stone-colored clouds. It promised snow, and no small amount of it either. It had been a damp autumn, already having sleeted and flurried one too many times. Beggars rays of morning sun struggled to peak through, giving no warmth to the land. Sigleif sighed and stood, shaking her pelt out as she did so. There was no sense in admiring the landscape with an empty belly. She began to pick her way carefully down the slope, hoping to find a marmot or pika or something warm to fill her belly with. The thought of a fresh kill had her salivating.

Only a quarter of the way down the slope she found a fresh pile of dung which caught her attention. She recognized it as the product of a mountain goat, and quickly snapped her head up to scan the mountainside for the telltale shaggy white coat. It was a difficult task given the large chunks of white stone, but at last a flash of movement caught her eye. This was certainly bigger than a pika... She cursed under her breath, and wondered what the best way to tackle this might be.

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