Hunting Pains

*Naiche* · 10-03-2020, 11:15 AM

Naiche ignored her smile, he would work at ignoring her game of attempting to annoy him and not taking the bait. It was an irritation in itself to play nice but the request for help was his idea. It was going to be a useful lesson but one he’d pay for with Asla entertaining herself most likely.

Golden boy? She was going to keep to that? Being Asla there were many worse things she could call him. It would be irritating for another to call him that, but with Asla it was about as nice as she’d get and he’d already learned some tolerance was just required when near her.

Naiche was fine with smelling things but as he had been more interested in exploring and learning the area he hadn’t bothered trying to hide his presence much. Nodding to her he followed along, focusing on paying attention to where he walked more in position to the wind. “got it. How many are there normally in a group?”

As they moved and he started picking up their scent he found himself resisting an impulse to move forward at his normal pace and pay attention. Naiche was all about rushing into fights and apparently, he wanted hunts to be the same. His muscles twitched but regardless of what his body might want Naiche was focused and staying in control of himself. Apparently focusing only on the job would be easy enough, it would take all of his focus so no time to worry about minor details. As the smell got stronger his tail would slowly sweep behind him. This meat would taste better than any he’d had in a while. Hard gained food was always the best food.

Speech:"Live to fight" Think

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