Running alone

Rudyard · 05-02-2021, 08:12 PM

Rudy was tired physically, mentally, and emotionally. The boy had finally accepted the fact he’d have to stop traveling to hunt if he wanted to be strong enough to keep going. The idea of not eating or sleeping until he found a cure and got home sure sounded good but, it wasn’t possible. He had scented the fresh grass and many plants of the prairie near where he’d been and made his way to it.

All of the life around here guaranteed him a meal. No need for something large at this point, a quick kill of a small game would take the edge of his hunger enough and give him more strength to keep going. In the back of Rudy’s mind was the question to himself of how much time did he have. How long until mom died? Gwynn had given Rudy hope that there was time enough to travel a ways in his search. How far had he already traveled? It felt like he’d been gone forever but no, mom probably had at least weeks still maybe considerably longer? Too bad Gwynn hadn’t known for sure.

The boy smelled food all over the prairie. The prey Rudy chose was one even dumber than a rabbit. Rudy crept down low in the grass making his way towards some type of bird that seemed built for living on the ground. There would have been more meat on a rabbit but this had shown itself first and paid the least attention to its surroundings. Rudy wouldn’t be picky and it was a quick hunt. Training to hunt in the hallows land had been fun but taken seriously. Now it was serious in a whole other way, there were no other means to eat than a successful hunt.

Rudy stood as he started tearing into his little kill. The boy wanted to rest but decided it was best to do that when the food was gone so less of a temptation to steal from him. That was the idea anyway.

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