Head in the Clouds

*Aranya* · 11-30-2013, 04:56 PM

Aranya's heart broke in half at the sight of the creature before her. His words sparked something in her core and she quivered with a desperate energy. She had to help him, she just had to. Of course hundreds of questions sprang out at her. What was his name, where did he come from, why was he like this? This wasn't the time though, that much she knew. Right now, he asked for food, and gods curse her if she wasn't going to get him some. "Yes," she said breathlessly. "Yes, of course!" He tried to get up and she side-stepped nervously, wanting him to lay back down but not wanting to touch him for fear of hurting him further. "No, please relax, ser! Just stay here and rest, I'll be back in an eyeblink." He fell, and she took that as a sort of acquiescence.

Aranya turned from him and bolted along one of the animal trails down into the woods. She slowed to a sudden halt at their edge, ears perked and body shaking. She set her sense afire in the desperate hope to pick up a sign. In a quiet voice she asked, Please gods, let me help this poor male. She padded quietly put quickly through the woods. She could see through the brush to what lay ahead, and she turned herself into the wind. Her ears picked up a rattling, and she zeroed in as best she could. Step, step, pause, step, pause, and then finally a break through. The animals that had made her trail had been snuffling amongst the snow, uprooting it to get at the grass below. Now, a pheasant, returned to early in the season, pulled at strands. Whether it was looking to nest or find a bite to eat, she couldn't know.

In her desperation her skills sharpened, her vision went red with huntlust, and the next thing she knew she was pelting from the woods, the dead bird dangling from her mouth. She choked down more than one cough as it's downy feathers were sucked into her lungs, pushing on regardless. The sun had hardly moved by the time she returned to the brute, and was thrilled to find him still there, and as far as she could see, still breathing. "I'm back, ser!" she said between pulling tufts of feathers from the bird's breast, thinking he would not have the energy to do so himself. "I've brought you a bird, I hope that's okay." A few rapid mouthfuls and the bird was a clean as could be hoped. She picked it up again and dropped it at the wolf's paws, then backed up once again, waiting for him to eat or at least say something.

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