With confidence his Warden led the way, and Mauja followed at a suitable pace. Feathers flicked over the ground, frost brushing against dying blades of grass, the dull thud of his steps reverberating through the air and earth before dying out into silence. He had not witnessed a predator's hunt from up close before, and despite the fact that her scent sent alarms ringing through his head it excited him. Guilty pleasure you could call it, anticipation of what was to come, yet a slight fear. He had seen her teeth, her claws, even though the latter were blunt. How easily could she rip into flesh? How much could she damage with a single bite?
She paused on a rock and he paused beside her, frosty horn angled towards the ground as he watched her in breathless silence, the weight of the egg a reminder that it had to be done. And then, she pounced. The breath caught in his throat, eyes drinking in every movement, ears every sound. |
RE pl0x? <3