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The chase is on! Sort of



Rudyard

Loner
High Councilor

Master Fighter (245)

Expert Hunter (230)

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age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
239
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
443
player
Shard

Samhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
12-24-2020, 11:18 PM
Find #3

If Rudy had been confused about understanding true fear before he was getting a good lesson in it now.  Every moment his heart beat was another moment the elk fidged around with the desire to squash him.  Funny, he never imagined the prey chasing the predator, even the small version. His heart sounded loud enough it was dampening the other sounds around him.  A hoof slammed into his hidey-hole but not on him thankfully.  Rudy clenched his eyes shut for a second but then forced them open.  Closing eyes was stupid.  The pup pushed himself back deeper, feeling the thorns pinch and poke but they certainly didn’t matter right now.

The best sound ever caught his ears.  Mom! Relief washed over him with more force than those of the falls where they lived.  She’d fix it, mom could fix anything.  His tense muscles shivered as they relaxed some.  His nerves couldn’t fully relax, for some reason not all of the fear was gone as he’d imagined.  Mom would make everything all right so why didn’t the fear stop right away either?  The boy had no intention of leaving until all of the elk were gone.  Those hooves were more dangerous than he had realized!

Then there was mom, pulling him out past all the pricklies.  Rudy moved to shove himself up against the inside of her leg, feeling the reality of it.  The tail slowly starting to wag as it was even more true.  All the danger was gone and mom was there.  “I’m ok.”  He was going to get a tongue lashing for sure but he didn’t care.  He’d take that over dying for sure.  Though right now he’d just take leaning up against his mom’s strong leg.  Rudy would have some irritated skin spots later from where the thorns had managed to get past the coat, but certainly nothing of true damage. “I’m sorry.” The words were quiet and humble, he’d screwed up and he knew it.  The reality of death sank into him even more as the adrenaline was slowly fading.  He could only think clearly to a degree when the terror had been hitting him.

"Rudyard"




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