take it on the other side
06-05-2019, 11:06 PM
Lament Pyre The wolf beside him was still and silent, and the sound of the running water seemed amplified, with the occasional burble and chirp of the water itself and the life that lived within it. He respected how easily she fell still, he didn’t peg her for a warrior, but there was no hesitation in the easy way she copied his stance. A hunter, then he decided, even if fishing here wasn’t in her area of expertise. It wasn’t in his either, apparently. He was watching carefully, both her and the water, so he would see her ear twitch, the barest, silent agreement. He might have seen his fangs parting in a silent laugh, before together they lunged. His elongated fangs speared his chosen target successfully, driving into its brain and killing it immediately. There was a moment where his head was fully submerged, and he would see the clear water around them, the spread of weeds that drifted lazily in the direction the current ran. Then his head was free, brushing forth from the water in a spray of liquid, kill held proudly as he looked to his companion. His paw moved to sign a regretful smile, as he came to a stop close to her. His fish was caught on his right fang and partly in his maw, flopping over past his lips. It was still, and clearly dead. He put his head on the surface of the water and released his catch, bobbing his head upwards and causing a gentle wave to push the fish towards her, its dead form floating. “Hmm.. perhaps there are other methods we might try, any suggestions?” |
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