White Rabbit
Seasonal fight prompt!
08-21-2019, 09:41 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-21-2019, 09:42 AM by Incendio.)
So focused on trying to track the scent of the hare again, he hadn't noticed that his dad had been following him. His nose was pressed to the snow before he heard him. "Ahem." Startled, Incendio jumped in surprise and whirled around to see his dad standing there. Uh oh. He fumbled around for an excuse, knowing full well he wasn't supposed to be out here on his own. "Dad! I uh..." He quieted as his dad spoke, telling him it was dangerous. He could get hurt. No doubt his mother would worry too if she caught wind of him out here. "I was trying to catch some food, but...it ran out of the territory and I didn't realize until I was already out here," Might as well tell the truth, right? He moved over to his dad and brushed against his legs, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to make you and mom proud if I caught my own food," Of course...he wasn't any good at it yet. Heck, he didn't even know where the rabbit had gone! What kind of Hunter was he if he couldn't even keep track of the meal he was trying to chase? The hare blended in so well with the snow, too. And he wasn't quite sure which direction it had gone now that the tracks were all over the place. Well, at least he had tried...
Glancing up to his dad with wide sapphire eyes, he was about to say something else before another scent caught his attention. It was different this time, not a rabbit but also...not something he immediately recognized. It almost smelled like the big cats that a couple of his pack mates had, but it was also...different. Stepping away from his father, the boy scented the air and put his nose to the ground again before he heard a low, menacing growl. His head shot up and he looked around, and before he knew it, he felt a sudden weight on his back that forced his legs to buckle under him. He yelped with surprise and pain as sharp, pointed claws dug into his back. What the hell was on him?! "Aahh! Dad! Help!"
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Glancing up to his dad with wide sapphire eyes, he was about to say something else before another scent caught his attention. It was different this time, not a rabbit but also...not something he immediately recognized. It almost smelled like the big cats that a couple of his pack mates had, but it was also...different. Stepping away from his father, the boy scented the air and put his nose to the ground again before he heard a low, menacing growl. His head shot up and he looked around, and before he knew it, he felt a sudden weight on his back that forced his legs to buckle under him. He yelped with surprise and pain as sharp, pointed claws dug into his back. What the hell was on him?! "Aahh! Dad! Help!"
Word count: 364