... And that makes thirty. Taking off the last hazelnut that hanged from the lowest branch of the big tree - climbing was of course an option, but Lelio just didn't feel like doing so at the moment. Yawning loudly, he stretched for a moment before rubbing his face with the back of his hand, resuming his long and seemingly endless walk. Well, I'll guess that'll be enough for today, he stated sleepily while shrugging to himself. Given that he had an impressively efficient digestive capability coupled with the fact that fox didn't need to eat much, the young lad could go on with very little food for a long time, though he only rarely did so. After all, eating was a simple pleasure that had to be rightfully enjoyed. Oddly enough for a fox, Lelio mainly survived on various nuts, fruits and mushrooms instead of meat - it primarily came down to a question of taste. And when he did need some animal proteins, he often settled down with laying some traps or fishing instead of actively hunting with a bow or in his animal form. Animal form which he almost never used since he didn't feel the need to. Walking towards his first trap emplacement, Lelio started peeling off his first victim, a little colorful hazelnut that just looked so delicious putting it in a bag would have been a crime. The young Kelvic enjoyed the taste for a while, before munching it to oblivion and swallowing the precious would-be energy needed for his long journey... Before stopping dead in an instant. Right in front of him, a rabbit leaving his hole was about to get in his snare... I knew that hole was a winner. Just a little more... Just a little more... Just a lit- AH CRAP! he yelled as the trap didn't do its job. The little fluffy ball went into a frenzy, running for its dear life, aware that danger was near. For danger there was - his target spotted, Lelio was now running at full speed behind his prey, turning jumping or doing both at the same time in order to keep up with the rabbit's erratic movements, drawing a path of complete chaos in the nearby surroundings. Never letting his eyes away from his furry meal, the young lad actually enjoyed the chase - primal instincts were hard to suppress, and the thrill of the hunt was a particular persistent one. Darting left and right, he quickly navigated around trees and vegetation in order to put his hand on that precious source of protein, delicate hazelnuts and juicy berries be damned - he needed that meat, and he needed it now. After quite a formidable chase, Lelio finally managed to throw all his weight on the fluffy mammal, catching him fair and square. The little one was still alive and kicking of course, but not for long - his hunting knife would do the trick. It wasn't long before blood started staining the leafy floor, as the young Kelvic started feasting upon his still warm victim. Damn it tastes bad, he said while spitting a piece of cartilage. As wrong as raw meat felt like, he knew he needed it in order to keep his body running and fully functional. Being healthy sure took some sacrifice, but he reminded himself that he still had a little bag full of hazelnuts to wash out the taste afterwards. Better start heading for the nearest source of water, he stated while starting to walk with the carcass in his hands. Tears of blood dropping from his mouth and carrying a gory mess, Lelio looked quite gruesome - even creepy, given the fact that his facial emotion didn't change the slightest bit from his usual smile. |