The First Rule Of Hunting: Rabbit Tracks

She had not seen Alpine since the quakes - and she was worried. It was a distracting thought, that her precious person could be hurt, or worse! And coming out of her den had been hard for a moment. Yet when she peeked out she would sigh, smiling at the little pile of flowers that he had left for her. Her heart leaped, her clenched stomach relaxing as she sighed with relief. "Alpine..." The eta would make quick work of gathering the flowers, by their stems and placing them gently within her den. They smelled sweet, and slightly of the brute that brought them - and she knew that she would enjoy curling up with them nearly as much as she did sleeping beside the brute in question. When she finished setting them up to her liking she would leave her den and start on her quest to find the ivory male and thank him for her latest gift.

But something of equal importance would present itself first. Sarak - he wanted to start their much needed lessons today. The girl's ears would perk at the brute's call, and she would start in his direction from where she had settled. Lyric was a less than adequate hunter - but catching a rodent or getting lucky here and there had been enough to save her from starvation thus far. The young woman would finally be getting a proper lesson - and hopefully learn some new tactics for bringing down prey that she hadn't been able to gather using intuition and common sense. When she saw the brute, she would smile and tip her head toward the darkly colored brute. "Good morning Sarak!" She would greet brightly, meeting his gaze with her own for a moment. "What are we starting out with? I'll warn you now I've never had a hunting lesson - but I'll do my very best to learn."