Drinking the Moon
09-19-2014, 02:28 PM
OOC: Pre-Storm Hot blood rushed into Val's mouth, like copper and salt, and her ears rang with the sounds of cracking bone. She had surprised the young doe and taken it down with only a few bumps and bruises to boast of. It was too much for her to eat alone, but she hadn't really expected to be hunting when she'd fentured out of Ebony's lands earlier that day. Now the sun was beginning to set and she was there all alone, not far from where she'd grown up. She'd tasted meat for the first time in a den not far from where she lay just then. Ebony had been so different then. Different time, different lands... a different queen. Val pulled off another chunk of meat and chewed it thoughtfully. So far, she didn't think she'd done such a bad job. It was mostly making sure thing ran smoothly, that everyone was happy. But it'd been so quiet lately, she couldn't tell if her followers were content with her reign, or just waiting for something else to happen. She looked at the carcass there in front of her, strewn out and mangled, it's haunch torn open to reveal the pink flesh below. It was gruesome in quiet a few ways, yet necessary. Maybe this doubt she was feeling could be the same. She would never be perfect, gods above knew that much. But it didn't mean she had to stifle herself under the weight of doing everything right. It had been so long since she had gone roaming on her own, so long since she'd met a stranger and talked with them. Maybe she ought to go visit one of the other packs, or send out another search party for Raisa. Just... something to end the monotony of day-to-day. |
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