★ Something Awry at Firefly Lake [Hunting Event]
Cloudburst
Beta
Expert Fighter (205)
Expert Hunter (180)
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
5
5
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
06-13-2019, 08:45 AM
The drought seemed to be hitting the lands hard. It was evident during his trip to and from the North, and based on what he'd seen so far...was glad his uncle had chosen to settle in the North. He was heading back to their previous home, worried and wondering where Theta had gone off to. He hadn't seen her for a little while and he was concerned. On his way to the forest, however, he decided to pass close to Abaven with the thought of visiting his mother. She was doing as well as she could be last time he saw her, and he wished he could take her to the pack that he was in now...but he wasn't sure that she'd like that.
The sound of splashing followed by a dull thud caught his attention and caused him to stop and turn in that direction. The strong smell of fish was in the air, and though he was confused, he decided to check out the lake to see what was going on. Upon approach, his gaze widened when he saw fish littering the bank and the water level dangerously low. He had never seen this lake near empty before, or so many fish stranded on the shore. It was really unusual...he often studied the habits of his prey, and fish he knew would usually try to stay in the water unless they were leaping for bugs. While it was likely these might have been jumping for fireflies, the time of day indicated that wasn't the case, and seeing as how fresh these fish were (with some still flopping and their gills still moving), he knew for a fact they weren't doing that.
He approached with caution, nostrils flaring as he debated taking one or two...he was tempted, that was for sure. But he didn't want to just yet. He'd feel selfish if he ate by himself instead of sharing with his new pack. Perhaps he could figure out how to transport more...he remained cautious as he trailed around the lake then, wanting to get a feel for how dire this situation was.
The sound of splashing followed by a dull thud caught his attention and caused him to stop and turn in that direction. The strong smell of fish was in the air, and though he was confused, he decided to check out the lake to see what was going on. Upon approach, his gaze widened when he saw fish littering the bank and the water level dangerously low. He had never seen this lake near empty before, or so many fish stranded on the shore. It was really unusual...he often studied the habits of his prey, and fish he knew would usually try to stay in the water unless they were leaping for bugs. While it was likely these might have been jumping for fireflies, the time of day indicated that wasn't the case, and seeing as how fresh these fish were (with some still flopping and their gills still moving), he knew for a fact they weren't doing that.
He approached with caution, nostrils flaring as he debated taking one or two...he was tempted, that was for sure. But he didn't want to just yet. He'd feel selfish if he ate by himself instead of sharing with his new pack. Perhaps he could figure out how to transport more...he remained cautious as he trailed around the lake then, wanting to get a feel for how dire this situation was.