Not Moving On

Duchess' eyes slowly moved up to the girl as she approached her, seeming gentle enough though Duchess didn't really care that much about her own well being so she wouldn't have turned to flee either way. Looking back down to the pit she started, she shrugged her shoulders and spoke, "I was going to dig this pit and set up a trip wire for a hunt." Easy enough explanation, though maybe not an easy enough task. Or at least for only one wolf. "If you'd like to help, you can have your own share of the meat." It was a genuine offer, and a fair trade at least because Duchess was struggling to do this all by herself and she'd probably be here all day if she didn't have help.

Duchess dug down a more shallow hole, the trip wire would help with the momentum and awkward falling so they didn't need to work hard on the pit. When it was just about done being dug out, Duchess left the rest of the middle of the pit to be dug by the girl who joined her and went to set up the trip wire in line with the length of the pit. She left it just half a foot or so from the pit, placing one peg in and pulling the other end tight and then checking to make sure both pegs where stuck in the ground sturdily.

By the time she finished that, the girl was finished digging the shallow pit and so she grabbed her net to pull over top of it. Gesturing with a paw around them, she asked the girl, "Could you grab some leaves and sticks to throw over top? I'll push some of this dirt over it." Her paw kicked the dirt they had dug up over top of the net to conceal the second half of their trap. Before her companion returned, she too went to grab a few extra toppers as well.

Once their trap was all set, she looked and nodded to the girl who had helped her build it, "Are you ready for the hunt?" She was sure there was some kind of prey around, it shouldn't be hard to track while in the greener lands of the west.

Hunting Seasonal Prompt
Total Word Count: 1191 words
Word Count Goal: 1500 words

"Duchess"