I Got A Jar of Dirt!

The barn had always been a good place to explore, its shelter was home to many small animals that Ysmir could track. So far he’d only gotten as far as the tracking part. His prey would always find a hole or brush to escape to that he couldn’t follow. It was all quite frustrating, but with each failed attempt he was graced more experience. Each time brought him closer to mastering skills and finally taking his first kill.

The boy visibly jumped as his sister called out to him, but not because she’d scared him. He was afraid her voice would throw off any kind of progress he’d made in catching his rat. Ears slicked to his head as he looked up to her with wide eyes. He motioned with a dark paw for her to be quiet as he gestured towards the trail that he was on. Ysmir hoped that was all he’d get out of her until he managed to catch his prey or deemed the hunt failed.

He didn’t realize she was going to help him. Suddenly the large norway rat burst from some ancient straw in the corner of the barn, its huge body suddenly scurrying down the wall. Ysmir could see its intended exit and with all the swiftness he could muster raced after it.