If My Heart was a House You'd Be Home
07-19-2013, 12:17 AM
He was rewarded with the murmurs of approval. So that was it then. It was settled; they were going to hunt moose. He wasn't too sure if they lived in the area, but if his new wife wanted to dine on one, then he was going to try his hardest to get one for her or at least get her something nearly as good. And then they were off. Song took the lead, her pealing laughter reaching the dark man's ears as he trailed after her, powerful limbs pulling him along, mismatched gaze flickering to the second ivory woman as their small hunting party paraded through the landscape. Senses were alert, dark nostrils flaring as he began to settle himself into hunting mode. Moose were big herbivores, and they weren't the kind to just run like deer. If cornered, they didn't hesitate to fight and their antlers were much larger than any deer, and they certainly weren't afraid to use their sharp hooves. Precautions would have to be taken to ensure everyone's safety. Talk like this |
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