10-13-2008, 11:53 PM
Iskata nodded towards Deuce as she mentioned their need to talk later. When the Shaman put in her secondary comment on needing to speak on other topics as well along with the gesture towards her tummy Iskata smirked, her hand passing over her belly as she nodded but didn't respond. She watched the herd move out before them as the third party member joined the two on the outskirts of the woodlands. Iskata's ears caught the sound of the young male before he'd made his entrance, she'd been hoping that Jefferson would have showed but she realized that this wasn't exactly the type of activity he'd be able to persue at the moment. She absently ran her fingers across her belly once more as she sighed and looked to Deuce to begin the details of the work set out before them.
While Deuce had went on with the plans for the hunt Iskata turned and smiled at the youngest member of their pack. She rolled her eyes slightly as Deuce mentioned that she wanted the Matriarch to stay out of the worst of the action. Grinning at the youth between them she whispered teasingly. "She's just trying to tell me nicely I'm oooold." Her eyes dancing over the boy's head toward's Deuce she nodded, admitting that she'd heard everything that the Shaman had said.
Stretching her limps out she grinned and asked. "So, let's get going." The Matriarch was ready to start the hunt and get out there. Creeping through the woods she set out to approach the injured doe, feeling slightly guilty that the life they were seeking to end was carrying a life within it that might never even have had a chance.. but she knew senseably that if the doe hadn't been singled out by them now.. someone else would have down the line and the calf might have been born by then.. to die without knowing it seemed the lesser of two evils than letting it live and then suffer.
While Deuce had went on with the plans for the hunt Iskata turned and smiled at the youngest member of their pack. She rolled her eyes slightly as Deuce mentioned that she wanted the Matriarch to stay out of the worst of the action. Grinning at the youth between them she whispered teasingly. "She's just trying to tell me nicely I'm oooold." Her eyes dancing over the boy's head toward's Deuce she nodded, admitting that she'd heard everything that the Shaman had said.
Stretching her limps out she grinned and asked. "So, let's get going." The Matriarch was ready to start the hunt and get out there. Creeping through the woods she set out to approach the injured doe, feeling slightly guilty that the life they were seeking to end was carrying a life within it that might never even have had a chance.. but she knew senseably that if the doe hadn't been singled out by them now.. someone else would have down the line and the calf might have been born by then.. to die without knowing it seemed the lesser of two evils than letting it live and then suffer.