bad hare day
12-06-2020, 03:23 PM
Getting this far east had been a task in and of itself. No matter which direction he went he felt as though he had to skirt around a packs borders, watching each step in case he intruded. As an Ashen wolf a misstep wouldn't have proved to be too much of an issue, but it was frustrating all the same and he wondered if this was the new normal. Whether everyone in this region, loners and pack wolves alike, just had to get used to this. Rolling his shouldered, Hattori soon found himself atop a looming cliff top, with the ocean waves crashing beneath. The cool autumn breeze rustled the long grass, tickling his ankles as he paused upon noticing a gathering of hares ahead. They hadn't noticed him yet and were bounding along, kicking at the air with their hind legs as though they were in the throws of some sort of game. Not the sort of game he hunted, since he preferred to prey on larger creatures but he supposed they could provide him with a challenge. A means of keeping his skills sharp.