Stress Reliever
10-08-2013, 09:25 PM
Though he was well aware of his hunting partner, he wasn't paying too much attention to what she was doing. The empty intestines in his stomach had finally been awoken and were protesting vehemently against the lack of nutrition. So he would miss the quiet battle that she raged within herself with god knows what demons. Perhaps once she got more comfortable he would be able to get her to open up just a little bit more and he could help her deal with whatever was ailing her. But until that time came, he would be satisfied with merely going on little hunting trips and spending some time here and there. She hadn't specified what kind of meal they were going to be hunting that morning, and Taurig being the titan that he was, pictured it to be a nice juicy doe like the one she'd caught several days ago at their first meeting. But it seemed the golden dame had other ideas in mind. Her pace would slow, the King automatically adjusting to keep pace, icy gaze spotting the area up ahead that she had her eyes on; it was a little patch of grass littered with rabbits. Rabbits weren't his first choice for breakfast, but they were pretty good. The only thing was that they were hard little buggers to catch and he was a freakishly big man. Maija would move directly towards the little patch, using the shadows as he camouflage. Taurig followed her lead, but instead of going the same place she did, he rounded the patch so that he was positioned in her line of sight. If he was reading her right, she would charge ahead and scatter the things, making it a bit easier on him to catch them. She would do just as he predicted, scattering the rabbits as she moved in to take her own morsel. The large man would wait in the shadows until the little creatures were close enough before bursting from the bushes, jaws wide and agape, snapping down on the closest rabbit, catching its hind leg and crushing it with a single bit. A squeal left the tiny creature but was quickly silenced with a killing bite to the spine, the rabbit going limp in the King's grasp. He would allow the rest of the critters to scamper away to safety, not wanting to be selfish, allowing his gaze to fall on Maija's figure, plume wagging in silent congrats as he noticed her own catch hanging from her jaws. He would pad up to her, wondering if they were going to eat here or go somewhere else. Talk like this |