A Change of Scenery

"Hmmmmm, whatever I say? Dangerous words to say to me Eria." Bane chided behind him at the young she-wolf. The male wolf listened to her following behind him and his ears twitched at the question she asked.?Bane pressed his nose to the ground and began to inhale the scents of a winter forest, easily finding the trail of the non-hibernating mammal.

"A lemming is a small rodent, like a gopher or a chipmunk."

?It took him around a tree and over a game trail, through the bare bushes and over a low mound of snow covered earth.?All the while keeping his ears swiveling so he wouldn't loose Eria with his quick, almost jogging pace. The scent trail finally ended at the base of an oak tree.?Bane used a paw to dig up the burrow, ignoring the little squeaks coming from inside. The little rodent noises ended with a quick snap of his jaws and a scratchy feeling as the blood and fur began to intermingle in his mouth. He swallowed.

"And their fucking delicious."

Bane scooped out another paw full of frosty earth and exposed the shivering bodies of the young lemmings.?"Learn their scent, then eat up. They don't go anywhere no matter what is standing over them so you don't really have to work hard at catchin them. Finding the little bastards is what's tough and even that isn't hard.."