Just a teenage dirtbag, baby

*Amaranth* · 08-17-2020, 05:19 PM

Amaranth's morning had been spent running, which was pretty shitty in of itself. What, she needed "muscle mass" and "endurance" to hunt and survive effectively? ... Psh. Going after that buck with her sister had opened the young girl's eyes to what bringing down bigger game meant, and it wasn't a pretty picture. Sure, it was exciting and it had given her a boost of confidence, but it was so much work. Mara had covered a few miles at a lope with no particular direction in mind and was feeling pretty tuckered out by this point. Probably time for a break.

She peeled off from the game trail she'd been following and began to push her way through the year's first growth of young grass. The whole basin here was an endless prairie, or so it seemed, and she was grateful that she could still see over most of it. In the height of summer she'd probably lose her way in fifteen seconds flat but for now it was fine, almost like walking through a grass ocean. The blades tickled her underbelly and snagged around her ankles.

Mara looked around, trying to find any sort of elevation she could rest atop while still keeping a good eye on her surroundings. There was something to be said for the veil of safety found in knowing her family members were probably somewhere nearby, but it still paid to be careful. Mara made her way towards low knoll and sat down on top of it. Spring had been mild so far, a pleasant reprieve from the past winter. She could content herself, at least for now, breathing in the scents of the young meadow beneath a cloudless sky.
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