Survival Tactics
03-05-2016, 01:30 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-06-2016, 07:26 PM by Ren.)
She was in a better mood today, and she had good reason despite the summer heat and her own heat. Her other two children had recovered from their sickness, the same one that had claimed her smallest daughter Gnar before she had a chance to live any sort of life. She had tried to bury that memory, but with the pneumonia threatening to take her other two sons it was hard to forget. She had made the decision to spend more time with her children, they would be a year next season and she was afraid they would decide to not want to spend any time with her, but she hoped that wouldn't be the case.
So today, the large woman made her way onto the range. Her thick pelt made her skin feel like it was burning or crawling with fleas thanks to the sun, and she groaned from the feelings. She hated the heat here...she missed the north, that was what the Ancora line was bred for. Not this. Retreating from those thoughts for now, she would stop under the shade of the tractor as she called for Lykos.