It had been a long week for the younger female, she had been traveling down from Inferni to explore the surrounding lands. Getting through the dampwoods had taken the longest, as she took her time going through the forest. The mottled female checked her pack, smiling fondly at the small bundles fur that napped contentedly in the bag slung off of her shoulder. One of the reasons her journey took so long was that she was teaching her kits to hunt, and they were taking to it quite well. Of course being so young they still had lots of misses catching the small field mice that were just starting to appear above ground, but the times they did catch were met with praise and reward, and she was forming quite the bond with her little charges.
Reaching a hand into her pack, she ran her claw-tipped fingers gently over the fur of one of her babies, giggling as the kit moved onto his back and swatted at her finger sleepily. " Better wake up you two, we are almost there. " She said quietly, looking up to asses the distance between the trio and their destination. Both kits awoke then, their stirring felt against her hip and the pack rustled with the new movement. Two fluffy heads popped out just then, eyes half-closed with grogginess. They were brother and sister, and already were competitive with Emma's attention and praise. It wasn't a contest, she had to remind them quite often. They were to be a pair of hunting partners for her, to seek out and kill the rodents and other like animals with precious fur so that she could make clothing and sell it to her trader contact, Amy.
Soon after she had woken the two up her paws touched cold sand, and a shiver ran down her spine. The female frowned, she wished it would have been nicer for their trip, but at least it wasn't snowing or terrible cold. The sun had only been out for a few hours, and she could feel the slight ocean breeze piercing her coat. The salt-tinged air cleared her nasal passages and she snorted to get used to the sudden air-quality change. It was for the better though. After several minutes of traveling down the chilly sands, she could see the shoreline. The cold waters crashed against the shore in the distance, and she decided to stop here.
Brushing a lock of bright blonde hair out of her eyes, she quickly ran her fingers through her waist length beachy hair before setting her pack down gently, pushing the bums of her two lynx kittens out of the pack. Both yawned widley, and the female chuckled lightly as she set down a large fur on the sand from her other backpack and sat down on it, not feeling the chill from the sand. Gazing at the ocean from a distance, her mis-matched eyes glittered in the sun, the rays beating down and warming her back. Maybe today wasn't such a bad day after all.
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