It's a Snap!
summer prompt y17
Cloudburst
Beta
Expert Fighter (205)
Expert Hunter (180)
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
5
5
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
03-01-2022, 01:39 AM
It was pretty warm out as of late, which was not a problem at all for him. After the strange, long nights, the warmer weather was very much welcome. His nephew was around somewhere, and Cloud took the opportunity to relax and take a break for once. Normally, he was always on the move and planning his next meal or teaching his nephew how to survive as a loner, but honestly, the loner life was getting rather tiresome. He was always an introvert, but as he got older, he was beginning to miss the company of others...as well as the purpose pack life brought him. As a loner, he was simply surviving for himself. Well...Finan too, now. But before that, it was just him. Since Ty abandoned him for the last time...Cloud felt he was better off alone until his orphaned nephew came along, and now he felt a sense of duty to give the boy more than he had. He couldn't decide if he wanted to nap, or maybe hunt down some lunch. He was feeling rather lazy today and wasn't particularly in the mood to go chasing after something, let alone tracking something down. Instead, he figured he ought to try out a pitfall trap instead of his usual snares. The monochrome male got up, stretched his legs, and walked through the forest, collecting sturdy sticks and pieces of branch before settling in a spot that looked like it had decent prey activity. He knew well enough how to craft quite a few different traps, and this one while he hadn't really done it, he knew it was simple enough. He began to chew the ends of the sticks, sharpening them into points and he did this with about a dozen or so of them. He didn't have anything, in particular, he wanted to try and catch, but he wouldn't refuse whatever decided to wander into his path. Setting aside the now sharpened sticks, he searched nearby for a good spot where he could dig a hole, and lucky for him, he had found one. The forest was teeming with critters, and the path he was on smelled strong with scents from rabbits and squirrels to deer and wild boar. Surely something would come wandering this way and get snared, right? Grinning to himself in satisfaction, he set about digging a shallow hole that was a couple of feet in diameter. It was deep enough that if a rabbit were to fall in, it would definitely be done for, and if a deer were to step foot over this, it would certainly get injured. When he finished digging a couple of holes, he went back for the sticks and placed them each in various directions, ensuring they were secure enough so that it wouldn't be easy to pull away from them and making sure they would do their damage should some unfortunate soul be unlucky enough to get impaled. When he finished sticking those in there, he went and grabbed some thinner twigs and laid them crisscrossed over the holes, and then gently laid some debris and foliage on top so that they were hidden. He dropped a small rock near both of them so that he knew exactly where they were and didn't accidentally walk into them himself. When he stepped back and checked them out from a short distance, one could hardly tell they were even there. Satisfied, he moved to a hidden spot underneath a dense bush to sit and wait. He wanted to see for himself if the trap would work or not, and if it didn't, well...he supposed he'd just have to do better now, wouldn't he? Crouched low to the ground, Cloud waited a good while, almost to the point where the warmth nearly made him drift off. He was almost there, however, he heard a sudden rustle of brush and when he opened his eyes, he spotted a young doe slowly edging her way onto the path. She seemed preoccupied with something, and with bated breath, Cloud waited to see if she'd fall for his traps. He watched her closely, though remained hidden. The doe was slowly moving on though she seemed to constantly check behind her as if something else was following at one point. A few minutes had passed and she hadn't really moved more than a foot or two since she arrived, and he was at the point where he was about to chase her down himself. But just as he was about to burst from his hiding spot, she suddenly bolted, and fortunately for him, she went right into the path of his trap. Her foreleg buckled and she bleated in alarm as she fell forward. He heard the audible snap of her leg-breaking, and the doe cried out in pain and alarm. He breathed out a sigh of success and began to approach, and once the doe saw him, she struggled and flailed until she tore her leg free of the trap and tried to bound off. Though with her leg broken, he knew she wasn't going to go far. With a growl, he gave chase until he was practically on top of her. He took her down in one fell swoop, dragging her to the ground and held onto her neck until she stopped moving. When he confirmed the doe was dead, he dragged her back towards the trap and noted that the sticks hadn't exactly held their position. Oh well, he supposed next time he'd just have to make them sturdier so that his next target wouldn't be able to get free so easily. Well, at least he had lunch and dinner now, and he was sure Finan would be hungry when he got back from wherever he had gone. He took the doe back to where he had been resting before and placed her against the tree. Grabbing a makeshift knife Finan had made, he carefully began to skin the creature so that he could use the hide later. WC; 1,006 Walk, "Talk" Think |
