el tigre

With the winter starting to fade into spring, the snow was nearly completely melted in the southern part of Boreas. He wondered if the snow was still heavy and thick in the northern regions, though he hardly cared enough to find out for himself. Instead, he'd decided to take Mortis on a hunting trip to the river and see if they could catch anything. His intentions were to teach the boy to fish like he had promised, though wanted to avoid any nasty saltwater fish the beach had to offer. Frankly, he was terrible at fishing but hoped the boy could at least learn something from what he had to offer. Besides, maybe with his wings he would be able to trap the fish into a smaller area, making them easier to catch.

He led the boy to the river up north from the Ashen and Armada lands, though it was a bit faster than he had expected. It would really only make catching the fish more difficult, but the turn out was still better than stinky ocean fish. They hadn't been walking up the riverbank long when he had noticed the prints of a large cat pressed into the sands. He'd reached down to sniff at them and found them to be rather fresh, the scent of the large mammal still lingering.

"I don't think we'll be fishing today, but how about hunting a tiger?" He smirked at the boy, a slight glint in his eyes at the simple thought of it.

"Speech!"

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