You think Jasper was kidding about the whole dear, Witchhazel? Nope. HELL NO. He had gotten up early, before dawn in fact, to track the nearest deer herd. (It was amazing the lengths a Jasper was prepared to go to when it came time to impress a beautiful woman). It had taken two hours of tailing to locate an injured one, and another hour of stalking, biting and ripping to bring it down alone. Concsquently the half a deer he had brought back with him was looking rather bloodied. It was beyond him to move the entire thing so he’d hastily buried the back legs, chewed off the head, and brought the torso back to the Rise with him to share. Hey, he had hunted damn hard he deserved a bite of the prize too!
“Wiiiiitch! Honeyyyy!” He bellowed cheerily, with no thought about potentially announcing the position of a single mother and her daughter to the entire valley. “Wakey wakey, breakfast is served! Get it while it’s… well, horrifically bloody but it’ll still taste amazing!!!”
Jan 28, 2019 04:48 AM
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