Never Promised

The children were growing, and the mother needed more food. He needed to hunt. As disgruntled as he was in their moving it also came with a few perks. He could wander off on a hunting trip without telling them. Well, he told Lailah of course. While Gany was out hunting for herbs Ultyr slunk away to investigate the stream.

The Auster Spring was alive with activity. Beavers, that had previously burrowed until the hard freeze was over, were slipping in and out of the water and scurrying along the bank. He pressed his belly into the earth as he slowly crept forward along the soggy ground. The beaver scent was downwind from him. It would never see him coming as he simply looked like a mud puddle creeping closer and closer to the stream.