I see you wild hog.

Identification found herself within the rio grande, ears twisting and turning upon that of her cranium. Her steps were carefully taken, emerald eyes scanning the area around her. The sound of waters rushing also caught her attention. Leaves scattered the ground. A skilled hunter or huntress known that the sounds of the leaves could give their location away to anything they may be tracking to hunt.

The woman needed food, she needed to eat. She known the dangers also of some predators that also lurked within the shadows. Today was cooler and Identification enjoyed the coolness of the day honestly, it beat the heat of the summer that just escaped. The waters were still lowered from the droughts.

The sound of geese flying over head caught her attention, they would be too hard to catch for only herself, unless the woman crafted something. Anything. But geese - no, not today. She wanted something a little more filling. Something that she could smoke to allow the meat to last a little longer. Her creamy coat blending her within the grasses that grew wildly. Were browning with the changing of the season also. So the woman seemed to blend in almost perfectly.

Fic had spotted the wild hog then and there, her stomach churning and turning as her mouth began to salivate even more. It would be enough to smoke some of the pig and enough too eat. It was a medium sized hog, but still the promise of a feast was right in front of her as she was down wind. Her right paw lifted slowly and carefully only to place back down drawing her closer. But the woman stepped in the wrong spot. Making her grow dead still and silent. Only movements would be her eyes darting to spot the hog.

It was much harder, and dangers were present. Fic wasn't too old to be so quick to judge, but she had to time her movements quickly and carefully. Allowing that of herself to move slowly, stalking and watching..

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