HER SMILE'S BOTH PLEASURE AND PAIN, AND HER GUNS ARE ALWAYS LOADED
To the silver soldier, this is the most
fun of the tasks they have been set. With her white lion beside her, the mare
hunts, using the traps they'd been given to catch herself a rabbit. Not particularly spectacular, but it's
something. If the old saying 'breed like rabbits' is true, the little thing will certainly find something to entertain himself with on the boat. Stopping Dominus eating him had been the hardest part, and the lion still eyes the captured rodent hungrily.
Noms, he states, feral eyes bright with carnivorous desire. He does not understand the notion of saving prey animals - he cares only about filling his stomach.
Nyx is holding the cage in her jaws a safe distance from her bonded, walking happily back to the beach when she hears the snap of another trap slamming shut, and alters her path to see what has been captured. Maybe a little girlfriend for Fuzzy von Bobtail to play naked cuddles with? But no, the animal in the cage is a bog-eyed monstrosity, and Nyx flashes a small, good-humoured grin at the pegasus stallion nearby, who is probably the setter of the trap. "Bet you were hoping for something a little bit more impressive, huh?" she says, eyeing the possum with amusement. Says the girl with the bunny.