Enough running
02-23-2016, 06:22 PM
Einselar was off. He trotted down to the stream that ran from the lake to the ocean and stood in the middle of it, facing upstream toward the lake so that the fish wouldn't 'smell' him from the direction he was trying to catch them in. It wasn't too long before he spotted some silver darting around in the river in front of him. His head darted forward, submerging briefly before popping back up with a fish in his maw. A quick swing of his head and it was tossed onto the shore. This process was repeated for the good part of an hour, fetching about 18 fish before Einselar decided he was done. He brought the fish back to his 'den' in several trips, only able to carry about two fish at a time without them slipping out of his jaws. He nudged Bright Moon slightly with his nose, leaving nine fish near her if she didn't wake up. He then made quick work of the other nine before he began work on a second ditch under a nearby tree. It seemed he and this new wolf had had enough of running and were ready to start new lives. What this would lead to, time only could tell. |
"Your silence speaks volumes. You know not what to make of me. Am I a threat? Am I a danger to those you love? I am an anomaly to you, as you are to me. The difference between us is I don't care if either of us live to see the sun rise tomorrow. So either come and kill me or come sit with me. Your choice."