[B] Hunting
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2024 10:27 pm
The past few days had been interesting for Starving. An impending clutch was on its way, marking her first time as a mother. The doe wasn't one to worry about such things before now, but with new life on the horizon she felt a maternal duty settle upon her shoulders. She wanted to be sure her children would be well looked after long after they left her care and that of the other doe.
Starving knew of Legendary kin. She'd never met any, but she had heard stories, been told tales from other kin that had searched for one to bless their clutch. They had all come across them in different ways as well, some stumbling upon them by chance, others seeking them out, others still being approached by the mare or stag. Starving wasn't one to sit around and wait for something to cross her path, though. Instead, she set out to hunt.
Pushing through the undergrowth of the Swamp, she kept her eyes open, watchful of any creature that moved. They often times appeared as things that weren't kin - birds, small fuzzy critters, imposing feathered serpents - so she kept her guard up, ready to assess anything she could find.
Starving knew of Legendary kin. She'd never met any, but she had heard stories, been told tales from other kin that had searched for one to bless their clutch. They had all come across them in different ways as well, some stumbling upon them by chance, others seeking them out, others still being approached by the mare or stag. Starving wasn't one to sit around and wait for something to cross her path, though. Instead, she set out to hunt.
Pushing through the undergrowth of the Swamp, she kept her eyes open, watchful of any creature that moved. They often times appeared as things that weren't kin - birds, small fuzzy critters, imposing feathered serpents - so she kept her guard up, ready to assess anything she could find.