Soft, slow steps could be heard moving through the grass, followed by a strong set of hooves and a playful tap of someone's, what it seemed, cotton-like tail against the higher, thicker bushes. Yes, another morning, another early start and another, well planned hunting day. Or well, that was what Aleksi, her kitten Luc and her Strider were expecting. A day filled with excitement, sun, panting of dead or worn out Elk, maybe a fire and some food somewhere along the way, a few rolls around in the grass.... and well, Luc's little head might have expected some rubs on the belly, after a decent meal. It all looked perfect, as Aleksi lightly pulled her dagger out and got down on her left knee. Her fingers curled through the cat's fur as she leaned in and whispered in Pavi Explore, not too far out, we have a hunt to do, before, as if he literally knew what he had to do, Luc ran off into the see of thick, unpredictable grass. That was probably the only time Aleksi was ever scared. When her companions left her and were in potential danger. She pulled herself together though, stood up and slowly scratched the horse's neck, whispering into his ear that he should stay back, unless she needed to move really fast. In the distance, a light tapping of Luc's paws could be heard, with a low growl every now and then, escaping his muzzle. Aleksi knew what that meant. He was coming back with good news. Elk were about, highly likely quite a few of them. But where there are elk, there are predators hunting them, so being careful was a must. |