Pork crackling
Hunting seasonal
10-03-2024, 03:48 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-03-2024, 03:49 PM by Katsurō. Edited 1 time in total.)
He nodded decisively at Mochi's response. It was a good, calculated estimation of their situation. Kat had a deep respect for each of his sibling's skills. Their father had honed them into respectable creatures, that was most certain. He liked the rote responsibility of their role and the towering fortress of bamboo. In fact, he found it hard to imagine any other life. Kat weighed the options his sister had proposed before hedging his own reply:"Keep them in the middle. The tides are unpredictable during this time... it could get ugly if we're caught out unawares." The bifrost was melting and the edges of the central sand bar now dropped off suddenly and abruptly into deep, frigid waters. Not worth the risk, especially when she was right - those sows might make an excellent addition to their bounty without much effort otherwise. "I'll drive them forward, tire them out, see what I can pick off of them - you deal the killing blow?" Without waiting for a response, Katsurō surged forward on his long legs and gave chase to one of the older, weightier boars. He bobbed and weaved around its rear to keep it in the center of the deeper sands. The plan worked like a charm, and soon the beast was laboring on its stubby legs. Kat snaked his head in towards the boar's neck, trying to keep outside of range of its tusks, and grazed his teeth along its side until they caught in the thick shoulder muscle and he hung on tight, wrenching down. If he could tilt it to one side and upset its balance, it would make for an easy takedown. |
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