Ambition and hunger created an impasse blocking logic in the Silvano’s mind that morning. Exhaustion was evident in his lolling tongue, his deep heaved breaths pushed at the cliff’s edge. Anger seen in the flare of nostrils. Frustration blocked his internal monologue from psycho-analyzing his string of mistakes from the crack of dawn. The rising and falling of his chest was beginning to sync with the roll of the waves below. The crash against the stone’s edge was soothing.
Truly, it was a fool’s errand. His inflated ego may have been the case or perhaps the annoyance at being unsuccessful at picking up either of his sibling’s trailed. Either way, there was no excuse at his lack of interpreting the situation as a total loss from the start. The creature was agile, paced ahead and already startled. It’s weight would do little to sustain the energy already exposed by the chase and the upcoming travel needed. Forrest would stamp his foot, lashing out and quickly withholding back into his shell. The prey had decided suicide over cliff was better than providing some form of sustenance to the world it was bound to leave behind in either scenario. No, it was either truly vindictive or just so low in intelligence it flung itself off the ledge.
The mist worked its way into his fur, taking residence where the red dust once occupied. Tongue found its way into the roots of his teeth, picking at a particular sore area. The zing of pain was satisfying. It allowed him to move away from the edge and turn behind him. The gust brought the cool air laced with salty mist to his back. Autumn was here, the obvious next step was something he was not sure he could accomplish. He needed to track down Felicity. Forrest would gamble she would settle down in some area before the cold took root, most definitely before her rutting season-it was dangerous to be a lone female in a new place. Felix had the power of gender on his side, his chances were higher if left to his own devices.
How was the scientist supposed to go about this. No way to know without taking some action and observing the results.
His head dipped back and he released a higher melody than one may expect from the large man.
Apr 08, 2018 10:49 PM
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