By the eyes of the very young

*Kismet* · 02-02-2014, 04:23 PM

Before he had the chance to get back to the den, his mother appeared in his view. For a moment he assumed there would be a further telling off, though to his relief he was entirely mistaken. "Come. I brought food." Were her only words and with his tail wagging slightly at his close escape of his mother's anger and silently followed behind her as she led the way back to the den, their meal and his waiting brother.

Taking a seat at Soren's side, mismatched gaze looked to their mother as Azalea sat before them with what was presumably dinner. "Now, this is a type of water fowl, a duck. Its not like deer or pig, with birds you have pluck the feathers first. Watch." Feathers? To begin with his mind purely wondered what they could actually be, as his mother set to work he assumed it was the funny looking fur they had which looked even odder still as he caught sight of the quills his mother pushed towards them. "If you don't pluck the feathers first, the little feathers will stick in your throat and you could choke to death. The big feathers on the other paw are pointy and sharp, so they are dangerous to eat."

Kismet wasn't too sure that duck sounded like a particularly wonderful meal in all honesty. Surely they were supposed to stay away from things that were dangerous, that was what they, or at least he had been reminded of a few times in the past. As the bird was pushed towards them though, Soren was quick to dive in and take a bite though almost as swiftly moved back from the duck. "He didn't pluck it right did he?" Kismet guessed looking away from Soren and back to their mother.

His turn now he supposed, seeing as Soren was still attempting to rid the feathers from his mouth. Placing his paws around the duck, mimicking his mother the best that he was able to, Kismet then carefully attempted to grasp and pull free the feathers as they had been shown. It was more challenging than Azalea had made it look but at last, though his caution probably wasn't helping too much, but in the end he finally succeeded in pulling free some feathers. "I did it" Or at least he attempted to say something of the sort with the down feathers now causing him as much trouble as they had Soren. Surely there was an easier way? He certainly hoped so as he finally spat out the pesky down feathers.

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