Pay Up
Hunt
Brida
Soothsayer
Expert Fighter (175)
Advanced Hunter (90)
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
97
97
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
01-05-2024, 11:33 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-10-2024, 07:36 PM by Brida. Edited 1 time in total.)
Her gaze narrowed at the boys words, but soon her lips turned up into a grin. He was cheeky, she'd give him that. Young still, and even just that small interaction and single sentence, he reminded her of...well...her when she was that age. She was still that way in some shape and form. Her whole family was. And it never deterred her. "Let's get to it then, boy." She didn't know his name. so for now he was boy. No offense to be made, no particular time for pleasantries, and he didn't seem the type. Neither was she for the most part. He wanted sheep? She'd help him get sheep. She motioned for him to lead (or follow her, she wasn't gonna slow down), as she scented the wind and sent her birds to scout ahead. She checked the ground for tracks, and sure enough, she had found them. Pausing, she looked to him for a moment, and figured he wasn't the type to say much. Honestly, fine by her! Going on ahead, she carefully picked her way over worn paths, ears swiveling to catch the sounds around her as she stalked quietly along. The snow helped to hide her blue fur better than it probably hid the red marked boy, but with or without his help, she was determined to get one of those sheep. Her ravens would help of course, they were good at heckling and harassing others. Careful with where she placed her paws, Brida drew closer to the sheep as they steadily made their way down the ridge. Alot of her stalking was stop and go, mostly when they looked her way or when a particularly strong gust of wind threatened to unbalance her. She was certain that if she lost her balance, she'd go tumbling down the cliffs, and that was not a fate she wanted to meet. Finally, she was closer now. Almost within striking distance. The pair of Dall sheep had dropped down to a small flat plateau. Could she be any luckier? She worked her way a little more, motioning for her ravens to start their heckling. The pair dove at the sheep, cawing and harassing them, doing their best to get them closer beneath the ridge where Brida was. Annoyed, the sheep turned away from the ravens and did what she had hoped! They turned around to try and escape the ravens, hurrying toward the shelter of the ridge. That's when she struck. Like a mountain lion, Brida pounced from her perch above straight onto the back of one of the sheep, her weight bringing it to the ground in one fell swoop. Alarmed, the other sheep managed to get away, but the one Brida had wouldn't be so lucky. It took a few moments for it to get back to its feet, but by then, Brida was already lunging for its throat. Heavy paws held onto its neck, her claws digging in while her jaws wrapped around the base of its neck just behind the head. With her weight and the force of her bite, it took very little time for the sheep to succumb to the dire wolf. Now that she had her prize...all she had to do was take it down the mountain and back to her den so she could butcher it. But that was going to be a whole other task now.. |
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