From hunted to hunter

Completely unaware of Aunt Kite's anger at the whole situation that landed them running from an angry jaguar, when her aunt questioned the fun of the encounter Wynter nodded eagerly and gave Kite's neck another hug. "Yeah! That was awesome! Well, I mean, it was scary too, but scary fun!" She did mostly expect her aunt to either dip down low enough for her to hop off or for her to take her back home after all of that, but she was pleasantly surprised when she instead suddenly offered to go hunting. "Sure!" she agreed without hesitation. Wynter felt pretty similarly about hunting as she did healing–she understood why it was necessary to know and she payed attention when her mother and father were teaching her things about it, but it wasn't exciting. She would much rather be learning about some other obscure thing that was less necessary for survival, but what she was excited about was spending more time with her cool aunt. "What are we going to hunt?"

WC: 170
Total: 399

"Wynter Carpathius"