Lets make a wager on that

Light Goldenfeather · 12-13-2011, 08:22 AM

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Word Count → 300+ :: Light excited... <3 Frodo's talking.

Light felt the male to be quite cryptic in his manner of speaking so when the first round of babble escaped him the only thing he managed to catch was his full name. He merely held his expression and continued with his words and attempt to leave. That was until he took round two of the cryptic battle with a slight more clarity. The younger male was challenging him and though he didn’t get some of the reference it was clear in his humorous tone that he was ready to prove the scarred hunter wrong. He paused and glanced back at the male a slight grin on his maw as his brown eyes glistened with intrigue. If there was one thing Light was prey to was a healthy competition and he rarely lost. Yes birds were difficult and child’s play to him but he knew the difficulty in catching many. So the moonlight and silver male turned to face the optime and held his head up.

Name the terms. He merely said in his monotonous voice and awaited for him to set rules to this game. Light’s mind was already formulating a plan, taking in the bountiful sectors of the pack land and the breeds that covered them. He was unfamiliar with some but there were always four types to them, ground walkers, water divers, nesters and spookers as he called them. Spookers were the watchful ones the hardest to catch and required much stealth and skill. Nesters often took more time for they would take refuge within thick barked hollows and he never felt right for robbing eggs of their parents so he often left them to their breeding... however the season proved to be fair game for nesters as they have more than likely set their young free from the nest and the hollow birds were not yet ready for breeding. Yes the male would be more than ready to take on the challenge of bird hunting for sport.

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