10-02-2022, 01:01 AM
He ventured out early most days, akin to how he'd move with the birds the ranch had, guarding their frantic clucking and pecking and rushing around once they'd been released from the coop; a habit he couldn't shake now that it didn't matter, it mattered significantly to the marrow of his bones but it didn't mean he took much love for the days it rained. It soaked him good, turning him all soggy and dripping and but a mess of a creature, but he padded on, scenting the earth and licking his lips in hopes of finding something to make a meal even if it only soothed a slim portion of the hunger biting at his gut.
He was far from a good hunter—he never had to be one until now but he'd make do.
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