Lunch at the pond
01-29-2016, 04:22 PM
It was time to start doing something around here, to make a name for herself and gain some recognition as a hunter. She knew she was capable; she'd been taught to catch a wide variety of prey, and her time spent alone had given her plenty of experience and opportunities to catch different species. Today, she was heading to the pond amongst the willows, her nose drawn by the fascinating, mouth-watering scents. This was a bountiful place, and she quite liked it. There were plenty of small items of prey to choose from, and larger prey would be drawn here for the
Esarosa crept to the edge of the pond, sending several large bull frogs leaping into the water - no matter, frogs would be plentiful in a pond like this. She crouched down near the edge, holding herself very still as she allowed her emerald gaze to drift around curiously. What else was here? She caught sight of movement in the water - there was lots to choose from, whether it be fish or frogs. On the other side of the pond, an elk bent down to drink and pluck at the marshy grasses. She wouldn't try to take that on by herself, instead focusing her attention on smaller critters for now - this would merely be a game of patience.
Belly down to the ground, the toes of her forepaws grazing the water, she waited. Without movement, the frogs forgot their fear and returned to the lily pads, and to the shore. One leapt up just a few feet away to her left - Esa's eyes watched carefully, and she coiled her muscles, preparing to spring. In one swift, graceful movement, she pounced and trapped the large frog under her right paw before killing it in her jaws. One down. She dropped the body in a small tuft of reeds in the mud, before going back to her place by the edge of the water where she would wait for more frogs - or perhaps get an opportunity to swipe a fish out of the pond. She knew she'd have to catch quite a bit just to give her pack mates a snack, although she did quite enjoy this game. Still, she hoped someone would join her so perhaps they could target the elk instead.
Esarosa crept to the edge of the pond, sending several large bull frogs leaping into the water - no matter, frogs would be plentiful in a pond like this. She crouched down near the edge, holding herself very still as she allowed her emerald gaze to drift around curiously. What else was here? She caught sight of movement in the water - there was lots to choose from, whether it be fish or frogs. On the other side of the pond, an elk bent down to drink and pluck at the marshy grasses. She wouldn't try to take that on by herself, instead focusing her attention on smaller critters for now - this would merely be a game of patience.
Belly down to the ground, the toes of her forepaws grazing the water, she waited. Without movement, the frogs forgot their fear and returned to the lily pads, and to the shore. One leapt up just a few feet away to her left - Esa's eyes watched carefully, and she coiled her muscles, preparing to spring. In one swift, graceful movement, she pounced and trapped the large frog under her right paw before killing it in her jaws. One down. She dropped the body in a small tuft of reeds in the mud, before going back to her place by the edge of the water where she would wait for more frogs - or perhaps get an opportunity to swipe a fish out of the pond. She knew she'd have to catch quite a bit just to give her pack mates a snack, although she did quite enjoy this game. Still, she hoped someone would join her so perhaps they could target the elk instead.