Solitary
03-07-2019, 08:58 PM
She stretched her long form, waking up her muscles from her position of sleep. She had done a little over sleeping this morning and it was time for her to finally get up and get herself going. She had been taking it a little easier lately since she had found a nice old badger hole. It was long abandoned and all she had to do was make it bigger. She had been here all winter and didn't have any urge to move any time soon. Now that it was spring the prey was on the move and they were moving down from the north. So far she was still finding a good supply of food, but she might have to move down from the north and the mountains to fallow the bigger prey. She was keeping an eye on their movements Moving along the fresh tracks she did her best to remain quiet. She was fallowing a wounded doe, the same Doe she had been stalking for the past few days. When she first spotted the doe she was heavily pregnant, the next day she had seen her she had given birth, but no visible calf in sight. Today the doe was limping and must have been attacked last night by another predator, or slipped and twisted her leg. Elara hadn't gotten close enough to see yet, but the Doe was staying within the same woods she was and it would only be a matter of time before the doe would become her next meal. |
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