Ramble On
07-23-2017, 08:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-23-2017, 08:34 PM by Taho.)
He gave pause as a new sound echoed across rock, tail flagging high on his rump. His muscles flexed reflexively, gold eyes turning to catch movement just as she settled on her haunches, a low grunt exhaling. From this distance, comparing her size to the landscape, he guessed a yearling.
Cool curiousity brightened his gaze for a brief moment before he thought better of it, survival instincts on full alert. She seemed uninjured, and therefore fine enough that he could leave her be without effect on his conscience.
The last thing he needed now was some green yearling following him about looking for a new mentor. Instead, with a stern, confidence, he nodded cordially before turning and continuing on his way, paws cool on the harsh stone.
A deep snort exhaled from his nostrils, lowering his skull to the cool surface of snow as a few perfectly round droppings the size of pebbles were found. He rolled one with his paw, feeling for warmth and then his gaze snapped to attention, fur on edge. There was a rabbit near, and the male wouldn't pass up an opportunity for food.
He stepped over the droppings, searching the light snow for signs of trail and then grumbling in frustration. That was until a bit of snow shifted and a pair of long white ears twitched in the cold air.
Taho's voice faltered immediately, jaws agape in wonder at his own stroke of luck. Lightening his step, he crept forward until a pair of pink eyes turned and met his amber. He gave a bark, immediately taking charge as the rabbit turned and fled. Tail streaming like a banner behind him, powerful limbs carried him forth with full force at the fleeing critter. Breakfast would require quick thinking and speed on this morning.
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Cool curiousity brightened his gaze for a brief moment before he thought better of it, survival instincts on full alert. She seemed uninjured, and therefore fine enough that he could leave her be without effect on his conscience.
The last thing he needed now was some green yearling following him about looking for a new mentor. Instead, with a stern, confidence, he nodded cordially before turning and continuing on his way, paws cool on the harsh stone.
A deep snort exhaled from his nostrils, lowering his skull to the cool surface of snow as a few perfectly round droppings the size of pebbles were found. He rolled one with his paw, feeling for warmth and then his gaze snapped to attention, fur on edge. There was a rabbit near, and the male wouldn't pass up an opportunity for food.
He stepped over the droppings, searching the light snow for signs of trail and then grumbling in frustration. That was until a bit of snow shifted and a pair of long white ears twitched in the cold air.
Taho's voice faltered immediately, jaws agape in wonder at his own stroke of luck. Lightening his step, he crept forward until a pair of pink eyes turned and met his amber. He gave a bark, immediately taking charge as the rabbit turned and fled. Tail streaming like a banner behind him, powerful limbs carried him forth with full force at the fleeing critter. Breakfast would require quick thinking and speed on this morning.