snares, flares, and bears?

Kuroo · 01-03-2022, 03:44 PM

Heat dripped over the landscape as he moved stealthily through the tall grasses. A drumming hum of life teemed around him as he noticed the sudden change in seasons. Longer nights became longer days with more showers and budding trees. What had appeared a dreary place upon his initial arrival turned out to be a dormant period. Whether their winters were normally so ominous or not, Kuroo was not eager to find out when it came back around. Pleased that animals of all kinds were beginning to awaken with the change, Kuroo found himself feeling lazy. With so much to do and little time to hunt, he wandered closer to the scent of lake and weeds.

Beneath his paws, mud squelched between his toes as he drew near the lake's shore. Around him, the grass tickled at his splotched coat and birds chirped as they flew overhead. Water lapped quietly along rocks and dirt as his pale gaze watched the reflecting surface. Every now and then, fish and bugs would plop and splash, inviting him to take a closer look. Oh, how tempting it was to jump right in for a quick dip to cool off. There had to be an easier way to catch the fish than diving in. Maybe he could craft something! "Perfect!" Kuroo chirped to himself as he set about looking for something to use. While the idea of a nice cool swim in the lake sounded nice, he needed a bite to eat first. Pausing briefly, he wondered if there would be anything good to use around here for a fish snare.

How would he even do that? The thought caused him to stop and think. Bringing a paw up to scratch his chin, he hummed under his breath. "What to use, what to use," he spoke in a thick accent, one he assumed wasn't unheard of in these parts. Only due to the fact that he and his brother had come to this strange land to follow their father. If his father was here, there had to be others that also spoke their foreign language.

Quickly setting aside the mission of finding his father, he went back to his idea of capturing fish instead of actually fishing. Looking from the tall grass to the lakeshore, he wondered if he could set up a sort of dam. That would work, right? Thinking quietly to himself as he nosed his way around, he began searching for rocks and good-sized sticks. Surely, the fish wouldn't be smart enough to avoid whatever he could come up with.

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snares, flares, and bears?

hunting seasonal / corvus

Kuroo