Hop and Pop

Sira Kira · 07-12-2012, 05:17 AM

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Sira may be a hunter of small things but she could fell bigger, perhaps in this land a baby deer, but anything larger she would need the help of another or two. She was a powerful hunter at the best of times, but even she knew her limits on the animals she could hunt. This was her true downfall. Her thin figure would still be thin when she was at full health, and she could catch rabbits, groundhogs, fish, some birds, but it wouldn’t be enough to feed the whole of the pack. She did not worry about this yet for their bellies were full and she had to feel accomplished somehow especially after everything that happened with the hunt.

She smiled mischieviously at the woman’s reaction to offering her more, though it made her sad the woman wasn’t partial to crawlies but it was how it was. Her tail wagged as X’yrin mentioned adding it to her meals at home.

“It’s ok, I like catching them. That’s the best part of the whole hunt.”

Sira said, not certain about the woman’s entire reaction. She actually ate something she did not want to at least taht’s what it looked like. Though things would of course turn for the worse as she saw a flash of grey from behind the woman and she settled back into her meek self and looked away. Her mind berated her that she was no equal to this woman and that she shouldn’t be treating her as a friend but as someone potentially dangerous, though another part was fighting that she had been nothing but nice and so far Sira was fed and well cared for. This exchange of words to herself gave her a headache. She closed her eyes trying not to see anything. Yes she may have transformed but she still had a bit of her bad thoughts and hallucinations, though that wasn’t how Sira saw them. She was again the meek weak link of the pack.

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