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Augustus · 11-07-2011, 02:38 PM

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Augustus

He took a couple steps back. She’d called his bluff and he panicked internally not quite knowing what to do. The fence loomed far above his head, its barbs catching the light and glinting maliciously. The more he glanced up at it the more subdued he ultimately felt. He swallowed before down turning his gaze. I don’t feel like it, he lied feebly with a air of regret. He was relieved to see that’d she given up on her questions for the moment, though her continued sarcasm pricked him. No chance of falling under false pretences here, it was all cut and dry straight to the point. He’d try to be more courteous in the future, but at the present time resolved to endure his resentful demeanor. She’d given him no reason to be, or was it he, himself who was at fault. Probably, he determined, reproachful. He sighed shortly to himself. Suspicions? His ears perked suddenly. I haven’t done anything to warrant any suspicions… He declared defensively. He refused to say anything more, thinking to himself. His thoughts drifted back to the stream he’d gazed in earlier. The scars on his face were enough to get anyone’s attention, and surely enough to spark curiosity. He was beginning to feel like a royal ass.

He felt even more so as she lifted the hare and tossed into the air. His heart leapt in those short moments as he watched it fly. He hunched expectantly, readying himself to catch it, But then something happened…it had gotten caught at its very top and his heart sank in dismay. He let a whine escape him and he looked up in despair. Without thinking he jumped up, his paws scrabbling at the fence. He yelped as the barbs pricked his paws and fell back to all fours. He was given hope when he saw it sway, but it remained firmly in place. The bloody carcass hung grotesquely like a grim children’s doll, it’s head flopping around from side to side at unnatural angles. Gathering his resolve Augustus crouched. He jumped up and placed his paws much more carefully and gave it a violent shake. He paused to watch his progress- no go. He shook it again, and again, until he saw it beginning to slip. One more shake and it was his. It came tumbling to the ground where he snatched it up hungrily. He began tearing into it ripping eagerly through the fur to get at the tender morsels within. A couple moments passed before he remembered his companion who’d graciously given up her rightful kill for his wellbeing. He felt guilty and stopped himself mid-chew. He forced a swallow and looked at her, then back at the carcass. He turned his back and planted the hare firmly to the ground with his two front paws. He gathered the neck between his teeth and began tugging fiercely. With some effort it came apart, entrails dangling from the tear in its midsection. He trotted over to where she stood with the front half of the hare in his jaws. It took him a moment to figure out how he’d manage to give it to her. He pushed it into a small gap, inching it forward bit by bit through the barbs. It was an extremely tight fit and the flesh was pierced in several places but after several moments the head poked through. He watched her expectantly, willing her to tug from the other side.

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