What Can I Teach You? What Can You Teach Me?
10-20-2014, 02:33 PM
The femme would lower her body to the ground, breathing in and out slowly. Her eyes were narrowed some, ears lowered to her head as she watched her prey upon the gnarled branches. She was upwind, on a higher set of branches then the squirrel resting below. The young woman had been fine-tuning her hunting techniques on smaller prey, though if she was truly to become an efficient hunter she would need to practice with larger prey as well. That would require a hunting partner at least, and to her knowledge no others in Bevroren other than herself held the official rank of a hunter, or Jacht. Bounding down onto the lower limbs in a few quick hops she would land on the one with her quarry, jaws snapping down upon the creature and killing it quickly. Hunting up in the trees like this had their dangers, but if you became familiar with them, well, they weren't too bad to deal with. Arietta set the squirrel at her paws, wagging her tail some. She was feeling more accomplished and more alive as a member of Bevroren. She had a home... a place to belong. Tilting her head back the woman would sing her happiness to the sky, not really expecting another to join her. |
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