Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, Life Is But A Scream [AW]

*Pyralis* · (This post was last modified: 05-26-2017, 06:07 PM by Pyralis.)

Pyralis continued to eye the fish, her mind stringing out between desperate longing and stubborn indifference. Perhaps she'd have better luck digging out clams and eggs on the beach. That would certainly be safer but then when had she cared about being safe? Oh right… before she decided on becoming a mother. There were some significant downsides to this but she hoped the positives would outweigh the negatives and having her own personal mess of malevolent munchkins had a nice ring to it. Pyralis dipped her head slowly toward the water, nose almost touching as she plotted her next move. Some of the fish were growing bolder. In her stillness she was becoming naught to them but a new piece of scenery. Poising herself carefully, jaws agape she lunged forward, fangs spearing a small fish but it was not a wholly complete victory. She shook her head violently. Stinging saltwater had gone up her nose and it burned terribly! Pyralis bit back a cry and instead munched violently on her small snack before growling in irritation. Well… she got one.

Shaking out her coat she shifted her position and stood still once more. Still and irritated as she glared at the water, waiting for the fish to work up the nerve to come close again. Ugh! This was a truly infuriating way to hunt! Pyralis could not believe there were hunters out there that just stood around and waited all day without actively doing what she would describe as hunting.

A voice spoke and Pyralis jerked her head up to see a pale-coated man with brilliant blue eyes. He glanced between her and the fish before asking if she'd join him for lunch. She gazed at the man skeptically for a moment and grinned. "That depends good sir, is there a catch? And by that I mean something other than the fish."

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