As the grass rolls
epimethius the good boy
You're not feeling so well...
Epimethius
Advanced Fighter (105)
Expert Hunter (120)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
97
97
player
Medilic
Medilic
10-23-2024, 11:47 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-24-2024, 01:37 AM by Epimethius. Edited 1 time in total.)
Epimethius nodded silently, falling into step behind Enyo. This was her hunt, she was in command, and he wouldn't challenge that. He knew his presence wasn't a threat. Only a mere offering for help, she seemed to understand that at least. As they moved his eyes never stopped scanning the prairie, the scent of the deer growing strong by the second. With every step, his anticipation only grew. He matched her pace, as he crouched even further into the grass, ears twitching as he heard the distant noise of hooves in the distance. His focus sharpened, ensuring he would be more help than a hindrance to Enyo. Her intensity was palpable, and Epimethius respected her command. Her words may have been a warning, but then there was something they both understood-nothing was more important than the hunt. He stayed close, careful to avoid any missteps. As she began to weave together sticks and rope, he dropped what he had gathered in front of her. Before heading out and searching for more, after all she would probably need a lot! And he would be darned if he didn't help her. |
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