if you wanna get out alive
08-24-2020, 09:00 PM
Naiche could smell her, so what did it matter if his eyes saw her or not? He was never one to ignore a scent, it offered a much broader picture of the world. The corpse in his jaws smelled so good, a bit of blood leaking out from it promised him it would be satisfying. He was doing this why again? She didn't want his help, appeared like a weakling and offered no answers. Moons and stars above, Naiche didn't know why he was doing it and at this moment it didn't matter.
It was her movement he spotted, when she raised his head he tossed the rabbit on the ground near her. "I found it dying a ways off." It seemed important she understand he hadn't bothered putting effort into getting her something. Naiche would not waste energy on her, at least none of consequence. Admittedly a rabbit wasn't a huge meal but it would calm a hungry belly for a time. Naiche promised his own stomach food a bit later. Funny how he hadn't felt as hungry until the food had been dangling in his mouth.
"Eat up. Then if you want to sleep I'll watch over you until the darkness is about to fade. I have to return to my pack though. So after this you're on your own." When had he become so charitable? Naiche didn't like her attitude, didn't like how cowardice, didn't even like the stupid cloak, so what was he doing? It didn't make sense and he still didn't care if she died when he left but for the time being it felt like he should do this. In someway he hadn't grasped yet it felt wrong to leave her this helpless. A free meal and a few hours sleep would do for his conscience. Sitting down, he looked to the rabbit then up at the sky appearing to give her little attention.