Swear That No One Will Cry At My Funeral
03-27-2018, 12:33 PM
She was nearly grown into her paws at this point, and her body no longer thin like in the first few months of her time alone. She was doing great for being self taught without any help on the side. Must have come natural to her, maybe it was her bloodlines, who knew. With the heat of the summer the girl found herself growing found of the rivers and lakes. But the temperatures were finally starting to drop and she had to think of how upsetting it was that she would have to survive her first winter on her own. She was in a shallower part of the water, crouched down and watching as the fish grew accustomed to her figure being there as if she were a rock herself. After so long she spotted a medium sized fish, one she could handle but also one that would help her appetite, and slightly pounce with her paw crashing down onto the slippery creature. Her jaws opened quickly as she made contact and just dunked her entire face into the rushing water to pull out her meal. She then made her way up the short bank and into the grasses where she started to gnaw on struggling prey. |
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