she always tries, truth or lie
10-16-2013, 02:56 AM
She would feel lightly disappointed that the man didn?t require, or wish for her assistance. His words coming as somewhat of a surprise as she would take two glances at his expression just to make sure; alas, he was far too fixated on his prize to notice any suggestions of insistence. And so she would comply, resisting any urges to protest with his decision. She wasn?t powerful enough to make the kill on such a thriving and large animal, but she was certainly good at running them into an ambush, or at least tiring them out. Alas, it seemed Conan required no assistance, and although she would hold her breath as predator and prey clashed, he would do as she so expected and bring the doe down as if she were nothing more than a wounded rabbit; effortless, and yet not without consequences. A duo of quails would flee from the grasses nearby, bothered by the commotion, stirred from their feeding sites as they would rise up above the vegetation only to drop down a few meters away. Quails were something she was particular talented at hunting, however with an adult deer now sprawled lifeless beside her new companion, killing another life would be no more than a waste. Though she didn?t deny the strong desires to prove her abilities to the man before her, even if just to show she wasn?t entirely incapable of feeding herself. He would see, eventually. A smile would tickle the edges of feminine lips as she would trot eagerly though cautiously towards him, lips lashing excitedly at red jowls as she would anticipate the taste of red meat. Oh it seemed as though it had been a life time. She would remain wary however, not wanting to test the mans patience by attempt to dominate his kill; so with her tail lightly tucked she would pause by it?s thigh, skull dropping between her shoulders, ?The hunter eats first.? Gently she would smile, hopeful that he would take her offering. |