You Could Be Anything

Allegro led his children out of Abaven's lands to take them on a hunting trip, proud of his son and daughter for taking interest in a skill that he was more than happy to share with them. They were growing up so quickly in front of his eyes even though it felt like just yesterday that he was watching them play as small little fluff balls. They were growing into beautiful and handsome adults, something that he took extreme pride in. Their mother was a pretty constant, lingering part of his thoughts even though he did his best not to dwell on her too much. If he did it only led him down a dark, disappointed road and he didn't want to let his own thoughts taint their opinions of her. He couldn't expect them to not hold any animosity toward their absent mother, but he made a conscious effort to only speak of her kindly and only bring up good thoughts about her whenever he had them. He continued to tell himself that it was just the horrendous weather keeping her away, that it wasn't her fault that The Hallows had decided to move the pack down to Auster. He didn't want to believe that she was staying away from him or their children on purpose even though that was a thought that had crossed his mind more than once on the nights that felt more lonely than others.

He looked down at his son when he spoke of prey coming to the rapids to get water, smiling and nodding to the statement. "They would - especially in this kind of weather. Although they would probably opt for a body of water that wasn't so turbulent if everything else wasn't frozen over." He didn't have to explain how dangerous the rapids could be - that was something he had instilled in all of them very early on. He never wanted any of them to feel scared to venture out of the pack or experience nature and all of its glory, but he did want them to do it safely. The last thing he wanted was for one of them to end up injured and stranded the way he had. As they ventured a bit further toward the falls where The Hallows had once resided, he started scanning the bare trees for any sort of signs of prey. They were getting harder and harder to find as the endless cold stretched on and it made him grateful for all the work he had done though the fall to get them a stock of dried meat - though even that was starting to dwindle. He spotted some unusual tracks ahead of them in the snow and he slowed to a stop, sniffing around them and lifting his blue eyes to follow the trail that led down the slope toward the bottom of the falls. It wasn't tracks he recognized, but he was willing to hunt just about anything at this point as long as it wasn't a predator.

"Lets go off of the path a bit and see if we can sneak up on it," he instructed quietly to the pair, nodding toward the trees beside them. He led them into the forest to use what little cover it provided with the lack of leaves or brush to help them hide behind. It was still better than nothing he supposed as they slowly worked their way down the hill, his eyes following the odd prints in the snow off to his right often to make sure they were still on the right track.

WC: 602
Total: 991/1500

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