wash away my memories
idunn / hunting
Professor
01-13-2022, 07:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-19-2022, 11:40 AM by Celeste. Edited 1 time in total.)
Peaking out behind tall mountain slopes, the summer sun began to warm the valley around it. Up earlier than she usually was, her petite prints tracked quietly. Clipping along at a lazy pace, she enjoyed listening to the way her paws drummed into the dirt beneath her. Birds sang from the sparse tree limbs in a rhythm that let others know a wolf was in their presence. Her aquamarine eyes caught sight of rabbits and other small rodents scurrying up trees or behind the brush to avoid her. Not that it bothered her, she was on the hunt for something larger. Something she could bring back to a certain someone. Probably useless anyway, not like he'd really show he cared, but what strong, masculine male wouldn't be impressed by someone like her bringing back game? It was unusual for the smooth-coated girl to want to impress anyone, but she figured she might as well try. Off she set toward the wider spread areas of the trees where pine needles littered the ground. Not a cloud was to be seen on this fine morning as she felt her speckled horns warm beneath the morning rays. Lowering her ivory face closer to the ground, her nose began sniffing out the closest scent she could find. Faint at first, she finally picked up on a trail of Pronghorn. Decent in size and easy enough for her to take down a young one if she was fast enough. Having left her companion farther south to keep her certain someone company during her "alone" time, Celeste was glad the cat wouldn't be a distraction. Turning her course to track closer to the animals, she could feel the anticipation begin to rise up in her. SPEECH |