Paw prints of my Ancestors
11-25-2018, 10:25 PM
Song is also successful in his endeavours, and this pleases the woman. Taking a pace forward, she regards his catch with an improving nod. "Well done". Her gaze drifts to the prey lying motionless in the water, and after a moment, she graps the creature in her jaws and pulls herself onto the bank. He complements her, then, and she waits until he too has made it onto dry land before providing an explaination. "My father placed a strong emphasis on learning to hunt. He was the leader of his own pack, but he always believed in being able to fend for yourself. I suppose he was wise, at least in that regard". She settles to the ground and sinks her teeth through the flesh, chewing eagerly, tongue swiping to catch any missed morsels. All the while, the fae's ears remained perked, unwilling to be caught offguard. speech action |
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