A Hunt (Of Sorts)
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The stench of the dead badger was just beginning to reach him. It was mid morning and though the spring sun was certainly not enough to make meat go bad, it was just hot enough to melt a few of the frozen ice particles within the meat. Releasing the stench of dead animal and slightly decaying flesh was turning the mans stomach over and he wasnt enjoying it on his tongue very much. Still, his request was out there and the female who looked at least partially similar to him was taking her sweet time deliberating about it. Perhaps she was having some kind of internal struggle with herself that recquired her silence for a moment or something similar. Either way Saul was pleased to let her have the time to think his request over so that she knew she made the right decsion.


He cast his mind around to animals and prey that he thought might be around at these times. Winter's grip had certainly lessened and the weak sun and threatening rain clouds were a telltale sign that spring was just up ahead. Animals would be coming out of their winter dens for the intake of food before breeding season in late spring and early summer. Most rabbit would be pretty skinny around here but he knew where a few of their warrens were. Whether skinny or not they would suffice for a proper meal for the skinny looking female. He decided to head to Berwick for this- in the summer and autumn the rabbits were known to have taken over the old town, crisscrossing the broken roads as though humans had never inhabited it. Having made up his mind where they would go to hunt Saul allowed green eyes to watch the female, relieved when she spoke once more. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.



"Excellent. Are you okay to walk with me to Berwick? Its just one of the two towns in Dahlia de Mai and rabbits often come out to play on the streets."


Saul asked, standing once more and stretching his legs out for the short but agile race he was about to commence in. He was reminded forcefully of his first successful rabbit hunt with Conor- the alpha watching as Saul chased the doe around tbe streets for his meal. He was a much more accomplished hunter now and was sure he could find something out there for her to eat. Indicating that she should follow he moved towards Berwick, hoping she was following.

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