Struck By Lightning Twice
Cloudburst
Beta
Expert Fighter (205)
Expert Hunter (180)
11 Years
Male
5
Dragon Mod
He'd been watching a rabbit dig itself a den, presumably trying to make itself a shelter for the upcoming winter season. He licked his lips for a moment as he thought about tackling it. He wasn't sure what other kinds of prey lived here yet, but he'd find out soon enough. Just as he was about to take charge, his heard his brothers voice not too far away, which in turn made him turn his head a little too fast and thus rustling the leaves around him. Cursing himself, he turned again to watch the rabbit begin to flee, and all instincts screamed at him to give chase, so he did. He was sure his brother wouldn't mind waiting a few more minutes, Cloud had a lot of practice hunting since he had left Abaven, and he was glad he had. Otherwise, he was sure he wouldn't have survived very long after he'd left his former pack.
The dual toned male pounded across the ground after the rabbit, watching it carefully as it zig zagged ahead of him. He had hunted plenty of rabbits before, and found that chasing them in that same pattern tired him out faster. Snow kicked up behind him as he sprinted forward, keeping himself parallel and right behind the rabbit. His breathing remained even, the male pacing himself as he so often did from his previous hunts, a tactic he learned to make him a more effective hunter. He had worked on his stamina and speed, the youth preferring a sprinters approach for shorter distance, though it depended on how far he was travelling and what he was hunting.
When the rabbit ducked beneath a shrub and he didn't hear anything come out from the other side, he only assumed that it stopped there to try and hide. Big mistake! Teeth flashing in a smirk, he barreled towards the shrub, the male snarling and barking to scare the rabbit out. The moment he saw rustling, he leaped over the shrub and spotted it trying to dart out of its hiding spot. Large paws landed squarely on the creatures hind end, head darting forward while the rest of his body followed suit. The rabbit squealed and struggled beneath him, but he had it pinned pretty good. Now the question was...to kill, or not to kill? You could always give it to your brother as a gift...or keep it as a pet...maybe rip its limbs off one by one... His ears pinned to his head, eyes narrowing. It was that voice again...he hadn't heard it since the porcupine incident, and as he stared at the rabbit he couldn't decide what to do. He somewhat tried to ignore the voice in his head, and decided that giving it to his brother was the better option. His teeth closed roughly upon its ears, trying not to puncture its delicate audits but he figured that since the rabbit was still alive and struggling, it'd be impossible not to. Oh well, he was sure Ty would like it either way.
He headed towards where his brother had called him, head lifted proudly as he sauntered towards him with his prize. His brother soon came into view, and with canines holding firmly onto the rabbits ears, he greeted his brother, "Hey Ty, 'ook wha' a got fo' you!" He beamed, careful to not trip over the rabbits flailing legs. |
