Springing Forward

Third time proved to be the Charm. Úlfr used all the patience he could possibly muster then at the last moment sprang for the cricket. His mouth seized around it with a pop and a squish. He wrinkled his nose, chewed and swallowed. Bleck! Ok, that wasn't all that good.

"What are herbs?" He glanced at the woman who introduced herself as Charm.

However, it wasn't long before movement caught his eye. He moved toward the movement, moving low and slow as he approached whatever was in there. It was definitely bigger than a cricket. Just as he got close a startled pheasant burst from the thicker grasses and into the sky. Úlfr let out a yell and ran to hind behind Valdís.