Caribou For Two

Crimson eyes scan the horizon as Ricin makes his way the ancient ruins that butt up against Elysium’s border. The blue boy is an explore at heart and, since finding their home, he has allowed himself to wander further and further out. But today he has decided to stay close to home as storm clouds on the horizon speak of ill things brewing.

Ruby gaze falls to the snow under his paws, noting the various tracks that zigzag and stack on top of each other. It has been several days since the last snow fall and the animals that have passed through churned up the dirt along with the pristine white powder. Along with the numerous tracks are various scents that lingering on the air and he tries to pick out the herd he is hunting.

When he crossed the land bridge from the island, the blue boy had immediately caught the scent of a large herd of caribou in the rock garden. Slowly he had followed after them, silently hoping that one of the pack’s hunters will pop up and help him to track the herd. Chade is the hunter of the pair but Ricin does know how to chase and bring things down. His brother has tried to imparted some of his knowledge but the lighter boy can never seem to find the lessons interesting.

A fat, white flake lands softly in Ricin’s fur and he turns his ruby gaze skyward. The storm clouds that promise a blizzard are still some distance off but fresh snow is already beginning to fall. Maybe he can use to this to his advantage. Ricin continues to track the herd to the best of abilities, keeping a careful eye on the fresh snow that starts to layer over the trampled, dirty powder.

WC: 300
Total: 300/1500

"Ricin Dauner"