Life Goals: Master of all things
Resin
12-15-2020, 08:56 AM
As Rudyard moved forward, scenting the rabbit, Resin hung back. She actually seated herself and simply watched the show. The woman took in the movements of the boy, gauging his level of skill by actions alone. It seemed that her words took hold in his mind. He shifted his position with the change in wind. His focus was there. He just needed to find his prey and charge. A flurry of movement indicated that Rudyard had found the rabbit. Resin watched, the corners of her scarred lips lifting in a slight grin, as he caught it and lost it more than once. He didn't give up though and for that she was proud. In time, the patchwork boy had his prey between his jaws. A few shakes and the injured, exhausted rabbit was dead. Muffled words of excitement brought a chuckle from the grey dame and she rose, making her way forward. She was proud of the boy for making his first kill. Bending her neck, she nuzzled the top of Rudy's grey toned head. "Well done. Your first kill. You should be proud." The massive fae sprawled on her side in the grass beside her son and his rabbit. "You worked for it. Eat it." He deserved to enjoy the results of his effort. "Speech"
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