10-19-2021, 01:40 AM
Though the rain had cleared up, and finally sun shining through the forest.. The area remained damp and wet, multiple times if she were to step her paws would always be coated by mud, or nearly trip in a pond of created rain water. It was difficult to hunt - not impossible, but the Queen found herself venturing toward the doe's range for a better grip on it. The area was but mildly damp, especially as sun shined brightly down to it helping the golden fields grow. Even the elk ventured out, though the flowers that once bloomed were not gone by typhoon, as well as autumn coming.. They didn't grow back. An empty space for all the world to see, large and wide, and enough where just across she could spot that of the Winterheart forest. Yet, close to Elkshire grasp that it gained the Celnes an idea.
"Come now," she ushered her children, a mouth full of feathers. As they grew older and growing into her legs, slowly the eight were gingerly being taught lessons throughout. Some nicer then others, as she faintly remembered their protest with Remus, and the tears given that day. Though he was that of a warrior nature, she as the mother, must teach of sophistication, and the overall ability of that a wolf. Which, included hunting.
A lesson to be given, as she carried a handful of feathers and motioned them toward. No prey to be, for they were far too small.. But they could use that of a fake one. So, the lessons were to begin. She thought perhaps the outdoors, view plain in sight, would be that of a perfect practice. To learn to crouch, to learn to approach with caution.. A Déorwine, was a born hunter after all.
"Come now," she ushered her children, a mouth full of feathers. As they grew older and growing into her legs, slowly the eight were gingerly being taught lessons throughout. Some nicer then others, as she faintly remembered their protest with Remus, and the tears given that day. Though he was that of a warrior nature, she as the mother, must teach of sophistication, and the overall ability of that a wolf. Which, included hunting.
A lesson to be given, as she carried a handful of feathers and motioned them toward. No prey to be, for they were far too small.. But they could use that of a fake one. So, the lessons were to begin. She thought perhaps the outdoors, view plain in sight, would be that of a perfect practice. To learn to crouch, to learn to approach with caution.. A Déorwine, was a born hunter after all.
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