Live that Fantasy
08-26-2016, 06:00 PM
It was just a few inches away. He could have sworn this was weirdest thing he'd done. The rodent he could see, a small rabbit, was his target. It was honestly his first time hunting a rabbit. Usually he went for mice or something else, but he supposed what else could go wrong? His shoulders rolled inward as he tried to make the grass hide him. Qualm watched as the Rabbit suddenly took off, the male bounding after it. Though from lack of training, and his muscles only been recovering they locked. Tripping he stopped himself watching the snack leave as he cursed for a moment.
Looking up he tried to catch his breath and deal with the pain in his back leg. The muscle didn't like being used and so he realized he needed to move around much more. Otherwise that would keep happening. Perhaps while he was here he would gather some poppy seeds and other herbs. It would be good practice for himself, as long as he didn't give himself too much. |