Look Da, no hands!

A tiger! His eyes shot open in surprise, and he glanced up at his dad. Oh! Well that was why he recognised the scent. They had tiger pelts in the castle, but he had never seen a living one before. He took in a few more sharp breaths. He would remember the scent from here on out, he knew. His father started to fill him in, giving him information on their prey. He took it in eagerly. His eyes were already darting around for any signs of what his father mentioned.

He beamed at Art as his father mentioned him taking the lead. His dad trusted him with this!? He wasn’t about to lead his Aegis down. He started forward. At first, moving slowly and cautiously as he looked for any signs. But as he started to spot them, he picked up his steps in confidence. Spud had gotten out of the ground and was stalking next to him. The Polar bear was surprisingly quiet for his round size, and was a good tracker. But he wasn’t giving Kea any hints. Perhaps sensing how important it was that Kea figured it out for himself. He lead his bear and his dad through the plains, searching for signs of the tiger and a means of getting up wind of it.


"Ciaran Carpathius"