Hunting Pains

Aslatiel · 10-03-2020, 09:53 AM

His annoyance was just what she wanted. It pleased her and the young lady couldn't help but smile sweetly. This was their relationship together. He annoyed her. She annoyed him. Usually she annoyed him more, but that was beside the point. It was an easy relationship, to say the least.

Whereas Naiche was terrible with fighting in groups, Asla was pretty good at it. She had killed very, very large prey in groups. Most recently, she had worked in a group of four to kill elk and moose. Teaching cooperative hunting was definitely right up her alley. Teaching Naiche would be terribly amusing to boot. She liked that he admitted to his faults. It made her superiority all the more obvious.

When asked where they would start, Asla beamed, teeth flashing. "We have to find them first, Golden Boy." That was one thing that she remembered from her drunken night. She had given him a new nickname. His 'Princess' didn't even make an impact. Instead she turned and began to move away from the stream. "Pigs are smarter than you might think. Their sense of smell is keen. We have to stay downwind, which is... rather unpleasant for us." Pigs stank horribly. There was no disputing that. Nose to the air, Aslatiel began their hunt.

"Speech"

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