OOC WC 368
WotD Valetudinarian - A weak or sickly person. Sickly; weak; infirm.
Without hesitation, she pursued Vigilante, finding her own place amongst their rag-tag group of hunters. Because of her inexperience, she happily let Heath slip past her and lead up behind Vigilante, but her excitement often had her light paws trodding happily up next to Heath’s side. Although she had no experience with group hunts, her instincts were strong and she did not fumble through the foliage as they made their way towards the strongest scents. Dainty paws glided over the floor, leaping rocks and logs with ease and dropping down on skilled, hushed landings. Despite her mounting enthusiasm for the hunt, she was also careful to glance over and ensure that their smaller ward was keeping up, although Vigilante seemed to be conscientious about little Amaranth, too.
A thrill buzzed through her when she realized they were no longer following dead scents; that Vigilante was leading them directly to live, succulent deer, those that were healthy and strong enough to survive the harsh winter they just had. All the valetudinarians would be gone, their first frost made quick work of them.
Since she arrived at the Court the quality of her dining had improved tremendously, far surpassing the meager and insubstantial rations that passed for meals in the southern region. Yet still, this would be her first opportunity to dine on a fresh, honest kill. . . if their hunt was successful. Oh lord, please let the hunt be successful! She looked at the others and wondered for a moment how many times they were willing to try if the deer slipped past them.
Exhilarated, she gave in to primal instinct and let the memories of her ancestors guide her in what to do as she moved and flowed as a unit with the other three. When they could finally spy the deer, a magnificent sight that even she did not have words for, she drew herself up at Vigilante’s flank, glancing over to Heath as he began to slink off. Nature told her what he was doing, but still in a nearly inaudible tone, as quietly as she could whisper, she asked Vigilante, “Is he going to chase one towards us? Where is the best vantage point?”
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