ROAR, Fear the beast

Walk | Talk | Think

Her newest friend seemed pleased that even she had managed to make her own kill, and in all honesty Anais was a bit impressed by her own skill too. She had been wanting to do well, to put herself and what she knew she could do in a good light, and she had miraculously been successful. Of course, Crucifix had probably been too busy to see her near miss, but just knowing that she had been close to losing it made the victory feel that much greater. It was just a little detail she planned on keeping to herself.

They had met somewhere in the middle of the clearing the rabbits had moments ago claimed, and as soon as the rabbit was out if his mouth, lying still on the ground between them, he complimented her. Though her tail began to wag even faster at the unexpected praise, the grey-gold girl was grateful she still carried her rabbit in her jaws so that it hid the sudden and noticeable widening of her grin, a sensation of giddiness accompanying it. A few embarrassed yet pleased chuckles sounded muffled from behind her mouthful of rabbit scruff, and upon hearing the oddness of the noise she promptly set it down at her feet, still grinning a little too brightly. All the time. What would he say if she told him it was her first true hunt without a family member present?

There was no time to find out. The purple-eyed boy had been hungry when he had initiated their hunt, and undoubtedly that hunger was worse now. He was lying before his kill and giving the word for them to begin enjoying their breakfast, and finally calming down enough from her praise-induced high, Anais muttered a quick, "Right," before following suit. She sank to her stomach, rabbit between her outstretched paws, and holding it in place she began to feed in companionable silence with occasional curious glances being made toward her company.