a-hunting we will go!

Lament was more than happy to let Eris take the lead, he just appreciated being in the company of his sister. He still struggled to recall memories of her in the time before his lost memory. Mostly, he got impressions, scents, and the feeling of comfort. He wished he could recall more, he knew he disappointed her by his loss of her in his memories.

The cloudy day was cool, with a gentle breeze that ruffled his amber coat, and offered them some relief from the heat of the day. For Eris, it meant a lack of sight, something he was reminded of as she bumped into a boulder. He was a few steps behind her, but he sought to catch up as she rounded the obstacle.

When they found the prey, there was no need for planning, the creature was too far gone to hear them and fight. He let Eris go to it first, keeping an eye on their surroundings in case any larger predators had been drawn by the cry of an easy meal.

When Eris took pity on their prey, the warrior turned his gaze back to her and approached, placing his paw on hers gently as he bent down to sniff the injured ferrat. “It might be a greater mercy to end its pain” Lament advised, through he hated to tear Eris from hope. “There is damage to its neck, heavy lacerations, i’m surprised it can breath at all” he explained to Eris, making no move to end its suffering, he would leave the choice to Eris. This was her hunt, and he would respect her decisions.