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Another Full Moon
It's getting to be that time; the moon is getting harder to ignore.
Therefore, Jason is standing in the clearing clutching a to-go cup of coffee. They don't break as easily when you drop them mid-shift. He looks to be waiting for stragglers before starting his hunt.
Therefore, Jason is standing in the clearing clutching a to-go cup of coffee. They don't break as easily when you drop them mid-shift. He looks to be waiting for stragglers before starting his hunt.
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"I have a rule. Eat. So let us find food Now."
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Then use your oversized canine nose to find us some.
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"Bastard."
He catches the scent of deer. "Deer. This way."
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*Yrael swerves to follow the scent and Jason.*
Hope for once you know what you are talking about.
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"Right there, smart-ass. A decent buck. Think we can take him?"
Of course...!
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Oh, I believe so.
*He pads silently to come level with Jason.*
You to the right, myself to the left?
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Deer doesn't stand a chance.
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*The deer really doesn't stand a chance.*
*It smells the wolf too late.*
*It perks its ears too late.*
*It turns to flee too late.*
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It doesn't take long at all to bring it down. Jason buries his muzzle into the soft belly.
"Nicely done."
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Indeed. Quick and efficient.
*Yummy, still hot.*
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Very yummy.
"Wish Kibeth could've come out with us."
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So do I. But, she has ever been an unruly one. She and I used to get in so much trouble with the others... before.
*He falls back into silence, covering it with eating.*
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*So long alone. No pack, no family, no friends. It is alien to him, still.*
*After a little while, he shifts away.*
Come on. The haunch and the saddle are the best parts. It would be a waste to let them get cold.
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"Not the marrow? The marrow is the best."
Oh glorious marrow...
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*He's trying to get away from the silence of before, speaking lightly.* Perhaps I shall just leave you the bones, then?
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"I get a fair share of those steaks. Put them in the snow for later."
He pulls at a bone, then happily drags it aside and begins trying to crack it.
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Whatever, Jason.
*Then he goes back to eating.*