Recall

The day was wet, slush covering his feathered legs as he walked. Away from the rolling hills where the buffalos herds had nearly shredded all of the good grazing grass. For such a beast as large as himself, he required much to eat and often preferring more than just plain grass. With his head level with his shoulders and green eyes examining his surroundings, he stays ever vigilant on the lookout for threats.

His hooves thud against the soggy ground, leaving massive imprints in his wake. He cares not for stealth, he wants everyone to know he approaches. Though his pace is an amble, he arrives within the gulley by midday. The sun attempts to peak through bleak clouds, warming what little flowers blossom through the slush still covering the ground. Ah, were those marigolds and dandelions that he could see? Their warm orange and yellow petals inviting him for an afternoon meal.

Hunger rumbles in his stomach as he approaches, suddenly cut short by the sight of a small black wolf who is pawing at the flowers. Xurek snorts loudly, a stomp of a hoof to alert her to his presence. But he speaks no words. Instead, he begins to rip up the flowers with his blunt teeth, chewing slowly and savoring the bittersweet taste.

Xurek Namorn