So Scary

*Anais* · (This post was last modified: 10-28-2015, 01:05 AM by Glacier.)

Walk | Talk | Think

Padding quietly through the Prairie, Anais left the trail she had been following in pursuit of the stream that ran across one end of the territory. She had spent the better part of the last few hours simply keeping an eye on the animals that called the Algoma Prairie home, watching the movement of potential targets and the locations of the more stationary ones that she logged away for later times. Most of what she had been catching since her promotion had been of the smaller variety, things that were easily hunted down on her own. With the majority of the pack doing their own thing, Anais was afraid to call together any hunts involving the group as a whole, fearing that there would be little interest if any at all, and not enough to make a group hunt worthwhile.

The smaller game helped double at keeping her occupied into the autumn season. It might have made keeping the pack fed a little more daunting and time consuming, but with her attention and energy given over to that important task it left only a minimal amount to be given over to the other changes that had started to take place. She had noticed it a couple weeks into autumn, and it had taken her at least a day to recognize what it was. Her body felt restless, her emotions more prone to insecurity, and thoughts that had once invaded her mind a year before were starting to creep back in. She was educated enough to understand what it all meant, but far too self-conscious and unsure to let her new found impulses try to take the lead. Even thinking about it, however, did nothing to help, and so busy work seemed the next best option.

The only problem with that solution was that it was sure to be noticed. Glacier, of everyone, kept her company the most, and usually she welcomed him wholeheartedly into her daily routine, however he wanted to be a part of it. But having him around now only seemed to escalate things to a new level, and she could hardly look at him without blushing self-consciously. Anais knew she would need to talk to him, need to ask him questions and figure things out between them for what the future would hold, but the whole notion sounded much more scary and daunting than feeding the pack with small game did. She decided, as she approached the stream, that she would take a break and think on it now, to try and figure out what she should say to him when they did finally have their important talk. It was bound to come up soon, so the sooner she prepared for it, the better off the both of them would be.

Satisfied with her decision, the golden brown hunter stopped beside the stream and paused to release a heavy sigh. Why did it all have to be so scary?

Art by Arin

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