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Hunting with Grandma

Seasonal



Resin

Somnium

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
15
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
650
player
Res

Samhain 2022The Ooze Participant
06-23-2020, 10:42 AM
Find #4


Eventually the boy rose. He stretched and kissed her chin in his all too cute manner. The name though... She didn't mind being called Grandma, but Ressy? Did she look like a Ressy? Placing a paw on Morts shoulder, she playfully pushed, aiming to gently toss him into the snow. "Yes, today is the day," she answered gruffly. "Prepare yourself. This won't be easy."

Mortis had said he wanted to learn to hunt in the snow. Well... she was going to do one better. Resin was going to teach him to hunt on blowing tundra. Caribou frequented the blowing expanse of land. Their coats were thick and soft and their meat was rich. It would be the perfect kill to take home. She'd taken him to these particular woods because the trees themselves would protect them from the harsh, blowing winds. Just outside of the forest, was a wall of white. The rough, winter winds blew sheets of drifting snow across the land, limiting visibility severely. It would be a good test for the boy. If he could make a kill in such extremes, he could make a kill anywhere.

Rising from her place, the big woman gave her coat a shake, ridding it of clinging snow. Moving easily into a distance eating lope, she made her way from where they had rested to the edge of the forest. Stopping at the edge, she motioned for the boy to look out over the blowing, white landscape. Thankfully a winter storm was marring the bright light of the sun, so they wouldn't become snow-blind. Perfect conditions for a blizzard hunt.

Standing beside Mort, she gave him some quick pointers. "You won't be able to see much of anything so you'll have to rely on your other senses. Smell the caribou. Listen for them. When they run, you'll be able to feel their hooves pounding the earth." The edge of the breeze ruffled the woman's thick coat. She cast a sidelong glance at the winged boy. "Keep your wings tightly against you. They serve no purpose here and will only end up getting you hurt if they're taken by the wind." Which they would be. The winds on the tundra were harsh and unforgiving. "Do you have any questions?" She would have him follow her lead. The caribou that they saw first would be their target.

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