& a partridge
03-22-2017, 12:21 AM
Partridge. They made quite the distinctive noise, and Fortune was getting a little sick of that. Noisy and tasty, Fortune was more than happy to pick a few off and eat them. Starting to get sick of the wild boar that she'd been bringing in for the family to keep their population in check, the game bird sounded delicious. Moving with a hunter's grace, she's working to catch their scent. Looking for the trees, gazing, searching for the round creatures. Softly, a bark goes out. If anyone wants to run, wants to hunt with her, she'd welcome them with open arms. Fortune is more than happy to share food, to share what she knows. More hunters were always better hunters, after all. Maybe they could go after something even larger, if she had the support. Summer day warm around her shoulders, beautiful, comfortable. Always. fortune shock & awe |