Hunt With Us

Alfie grinned as his brother sat next to him, giving a friendly bump of his shoulder. He was feeling better seeing not many showed up, though a bit sad for Bright Moon that not many cared to make an appearance. He thought for sure Roza was going to come... Maybe she wasn’t feeling well? He shook his head, trying to focus instead on the matter at hand as Bright went on to explain what they were going to do today. Hunting... And hunting porcupines no less. The young one felt worry prickle him... He hadn’t hunted porcupines for worry about their quills. He’d watched a fox go after one once and boy did it regret it!

Despite having seen a porcupine in action before Alfred followed along behind Bright, listening to what she had to say. He knew well enough the first warning. But he wasn’t so confident about what might happen if they tried to get a porcupine from the front either. He felt his stomach churn at the thought of screwing up, but tried to quiet his doubts quickly. If he worried about that things would be over before they even started! He tried to force a small smile, to be polite, as he spoke up. “Why hunt such a small, dangerous prey animal miss Bright Moon?” He wasn’t sure what the lesson exactly was yet, but that’s why he was here; to learn.

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