A creak that came from somewhere in the research center made Liarra jump. She stood from her chair and looked around for any sign of life. There was nothing to be found. Liarra was truly alone.
"Great, now I'm beginning to imagine things." The dark haired Vantha rolled her eyes. "Well," she said in her loudest indoor voice, "if I'm really the only one here, I might as well take advantage of it!"
Immediately Liarra began to pace around the room in a large circle. Her long braid swung back and forth behind her, like the tail of a dog uncertain if it should be excited or wary. Hands on her hips in frustration, Liarra's eyes were still a vibrant violet.
"There has got to be a better way to do this. There has to be!" She sighed as she stomped around. "Argh! Focus Liarra, focus! I need to figure out how to count those two vixens and their kits, first.
"From everything I've learned in nearly two years of working here, it seems to be rare to come across the same vixen and find her with more kits than before. Everyone here is really good at spotting kits and other youngsters, so litter counts seem to be pretty accurate. But it's still possible someone got it wrong this time!
"If they are the same vixen, and I say they aren't, the count might allow more kills than there really should be. If they aren't the same vixen, and I say they are... I could be reprimanded, I guess?"
Liarra stopped pacing and tilted her head back toward the ceiling. She sighed deeply and closed her eyes. Lost in silent thought once more, the young woman stood completely still for several chimes.
"There isn't any choice. I have to do what's right for the snow foxes, not what might benefit the hunters more. The vixens are one and the same. Just a few kits were missed in the first count, is all." Another sigh from Liarra floated out into the room, and with it all the pent up frustration left her body. When Liarra opened her eyes again, they were their normal deep green.
She headed back to her table and chair to catalog her decision. Back at work, Liarra continued to go through the journals at a leisurely pace. As frustrating as cataloging could be, Liarra found the information in the journals truly priceless.
Courtesy of Thayer
"Great, now I'm beginning to imagine things." The dark haired Vantha rolled her eyes. "Well," she said in her loudest indoor voice, "if I'm really the only one here, I might as well take advantage of it!"
Immediately Liarra began to pace around the room in a large circle. Her long braid swung back and forth behind her, like the tail of a dog uncertain if it should be excited or wary. Hands on her hips in frustration, Liarra's eyes were still a vibrant violet.
"There has got to be a better way to do this. There has to be!" She sighed as she stomped around. "Argh! Focus Liarra, focus! I need to figure out how to count those two vixens and their kits, first.
"From everything I've learned in nearly two years of working here, it seems to be rare to come across the same vixen and find her with more kits than before. Everyone here is really good at spotting kits and other youngsters, so litter counts seem to be pretty accurate. But it's still possible someone got it wrong this time!
"If they are the same vixen, and I say they aren't, the count might allow more kills than there really should be. If they aren't the same vixen, and I say they are... I could be reprimanded, I guess?"
Liarra stopped pacing and tilted her head back toward the ceiling. She sighed deeply and closed her eyes. Lost in silent thought once more, the young woman stood completely still for several chimes.
"There isn't any choice. I have to do what's right for the snow foxes, not what might benefit the hunters more. The vixens are one and the same. Just a few kits were missed in the first count, is all." Another sigh from Liarra floated out into the room, and with it all the pent up frustration left her body. When Liarra opened her eyes again, they were their normal deep green.
She headed back to her table and chair to catalog her decision. Back at work, Liarra continued to go through the journals at a leisurely pace. As frustrating as cataloging could be, Liarra found the information in the journals truly priceless.
Courtesy of Thayer