From hunted to hunter

She eagerly listened as her aunt Kite began to think up a suggestion for what they might be able to hunt together. She had certainly expected something that her dad had mentioned before whenever he brought their food to them or whenever she'd tag along on his hunting trips–something like a deer or an elk or a rabbit or something like that. Instead, Kite suggested a wild pig! She had never heard of an animal like that and didn't know what that would look like, but that made her even more excited to go on this hunting trip with her aunt! "Yeah!" she responded without hesitation, wiggling on Kite's back a bit with her excitement. Wynter made sure to keep a good grip on Kite's neck though as she began to move so she wouldn't fall off, letting Kite carry her as she set off on their impromptu hunting trip.

She was looking out around the trees that were moving past her when her aunt began to give her some instructions to start scenting the air and figuring out which way the wind was coming from–quizzing her a bit on what that meant for them on their hunt. Luckily for her, even though she wasn't always super interested in her father's lessons about hunting, she did at least listen and absorb what she was being taught! "We gotta stay um... down wind, right?" she questioned, making sure she was remembering the right term for it. "It feels like the wind is coming from that way, to our left," she added after lifting her head a bit from the back of Kite's neck to sniff at it a bit and feel how the breeze was hitting her face. She paused for a bit as she smelled the air and tried to pick up on any scents that were interesting. She didn't know what the pigs smelled like so she mostly just tried to find any smells she wasn't familiar with. Eventually she caught the scent of something kind of smelly. "Is that what a pig smells like?!" she questioned, her little nose scrunching up a bit.

WC: 355
Total: 957 / 1500

"Wynter Carpathius"