Ya wanna know how I got these scars?

*Sindre* · 02-16-2018, 07:29 PM

Under, she decided. Ducking down, Sindre began to shimmy under the log and it was then that she spotted a good sign: two small downy feathers. Upon seeing them her eyes lit up and her mouth began to water in anticipation of the coming meal. It wasn't a done deal yet, but unless a goose had met its demise close by it had to mean she was in nesting territory, right? Or pretty close anyway.

Stomp, stomp stomp, crack.

"Ughhh..."

Well, that didn't sound very promising.

Sindre crept forward just far enough for her to peep out from under the log and over the tall grass on the other side. Never mind the large male, she couldn't care any less about him at the moment, her eyes were immediately drawn to the nest. With the grass as tall as it was she couldn't see much of it, so her gaze drifted upward and locked on the male's raised foot. She watched as golden yolk, the very thing she'd been drooling about moments early, dripped off his toes.

What could she do besides be amused? Sindre tsked and then said sarcastically, "I prefer eating eggs to wearing them but hey, you do you, buddy."

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