Pans Friend
10-17-2020, 06:12 AM
As Rue led the pair along, her little bobbed tail flicked happily back and forth. She was quite pleased to see how happy Pan was when they finally reached the termite mound. The young lady wrinkled her nose slightly when the pangolin began to eat simply because she found bugs to be gross, but she was glad that her little friend would be getting a good meal.
When Naiche gave her praise, Rues face lit up, blue eyes lifting as she smiled. "I can tell that it's a rabbit most of the time. Some of them smell a little different." Eventually she'd learn the difference between rabbits and hares, but she hadn't quite yet. "The big ground birds have been easier to find. Pheasants, I think they're called?" The chocolate lady gave her head a quizzical tilt as she searched for affirmation from the yellow wolf.
As she expected, he asked if she wanted to try again. "Oh, of course!" Rue was eager to please Naiche for some reason. It was because he was her teacher, right? It had to be. She could think of no other reason as to why she looked forward to seeing him. No reason why she hung on every word that he said. She tried so hard outside of her lesson as so that he would be proud of her. All because he was her teacher. Her mentor. Right...?
Without being asked, the leggy girl bent her neck, putting her nose to the ground. With practice she was now able to differentiate and select the scents of prey animals. The spotted fae didn't have to walk terribly far before she hit on a scent. Casting her vibrant blues towards Naiche, she motioned ahead with a pull of her skull. There was a rabbit up ahead.
Again, without being asked, Rue hunkered down, using the mangroves as cover til get as close as she could manage to the rabbit. Giving her rear a little warm up wiggle, the brown and cream lady dove out of hiding. The rabbit jumped into the air in surprise and began to run. Rue gave chase, keeping on its tail. The rabbits white puff of a tail flashed and the pale underside of her own flashed as well. Rue ducked and weaved, keeping right behind it until the rabbit dove head first into its burrow.
Laughter spilling from Rue at the sheer thrill of the chase, she turned to Naiche with glittering eyes, waiting for her assessment. She believed that she was getting better, but he would be the true judge.
When Naiche gave her praise, Rues face lit up, blue eyes lifting as she smiled. "I can tell that it's a rabbit most of the time. Some of them smell a little different." Eventually she'd learn the difference between rabbits and hares, but she hadn't quite yet. "The big ground birds have been easier to find. Pheasants, I think they're called?" The chocolate lady gave her head a quizzical tilt as she searched for affirmation from the yellow wolf.
As she expected, he asked if she wanted to try again. "Oh, of course!" Rue was eager to please Naiche for some reason. It was because he was her teacher, right? It had to be. She could think of no other reason as to why she looked forward to seeing him. No reason why she hung on every word that he said. She tried so hard outside of her lesson as so that he would be proud of her. All because he was her teacher. Her mentor. Right...?
Without being asked, the leggy girl bent her neck, putting her nose to the ground. With practice she was now able to differentiate and select the scents of prey animals. The spotted fae didn't have to walk terribly far before she hit on a scent. Casting her vibrant blues towards Naiche, she motioned ahead with a pull of her skull. There was a rabbit up ahead.
Again, without being asked, Rue hunkered down, using the mangroves as cover til get as close as she could manage to the rabbit. Giving her rear a little warm up wiggle, the brown and cream lady dove out of hiding. The rabbit jumped into the air in surprise and began to run. Rue gave chase, keeping on its tail. The rabbits white puff of a tail flashed and the pale underside of her own flashed as well. Rue ducked and weaved, keeping right behind it until the rabbit dove head first into its burrow.
Laughter spilling from Rue at the sheer thrill of the chase, she turned to Naiche with glittering eyes, waiting for her assessment. She believed that she was getting better, but he would be the true judge.