Head in the Clouds
12-01-2013, 07:01 PM
Aranya watched with satisfaction as the male tore into the bird she had so hastily caught. The feathers skittered across the snow in a sudden breeze and she cursed herself for not tucking the tail feathers away for keeping. It was not the time, she supposed. There were bigger things to worry about. As the male ate, more daintily than she had expected of him she might add, she saw a certain vitality return to his eyes. It's not enough... As he finished, he thanked her once more and introduced himself. "Hello then, Ser Nuka. Don't worry yourself about repaying me, truly, I expect nothing. My name is Aranya, I'm new to these parts, but I can go search for something else as well? I should, shouldn't I?" She stood, ignoring the faint growling of her own stomach. Watching the male eat his meal had reminded her of her own empty stomach. Something bigger, they could perhaps share. But of course she had no idea where she was, or who owned these lands, or what would be infringing and what was allowed. If she didn't go far perhaps, she would be able to find her way back? You've been watching these hills all day, and all you've seen were robins and jays, she reminded herself bleakly. She cleared her throat a bit awkwardly and spoke again. "Erm, pardons Ser, but where would I go to find something more substantial?" To be perfectly honest, she wasn't even entirely sure how to get back to her den. In fact, she had been miserably lost for quite some time. Not that she would tell him that of course, what sort of wolf looses her bearings? Embarrassment heated her fur. Speech,Thoughts, |