songbird my own
08-21-2013, 04:00 PM
~*~ (ooc: tentatively set before Silver meets Vask) The leopard had been logging quite a few climbing miles the past few weeks. And horizontal miles for that matter too. There was probably some sort of record about the farthest any leopard had traveled from point A to point B. She was tempted to tell herself she?d gotten it, but she remembered all the old legends of her early days ? if those stories were true then she had a long way to go. Besides, if she wanted to keep up her search then she could very well end up going a lot longer. Hmmm and even if she went into the south and found no other cats ? it would?ve have to be a waste. She could visit her Bane. But that was all up in the air planning for later. What she ought to have been focused on was now. The moment. And just maybe perhaps the hundred foot drop just below her paws. Eh but that was old hat now, Silverback never fell. Even when carrying a half eaten mountain goat carcuss like she was now. The cat was in a good mood, and she was happy to see her little mouse again. She?d popped in and out on Rina the skunk-wolf, but this would be her first time bringing her something other than rabbit or fawn. This was Silverback?s meat of choice and she found it almost too delicious to share. She?d be nice though, and perhaps Rina could put the woolen hide to use as bedding if she started to get too chilly in the cave behind the falls. Silverback slipped behind the torrent of water, flinching visibly as the spray hit her fur. ?Rina!? she called through a mouthful of food. Silver paws hopped onto the cave floor and she shook out her fur, fluffing it even more than usual. Tossing the kill to the ground, she added cheerfully, ?I brought you something.? |