Caffeine_Obsessed
Lost: Marbles
Asani Riku Daskalov
Hearing commotion beside him, Asani cracked open his eyes to watch. It seemed Holly was busy hunting herself food- FOOD. Throughout all this hectic experience Asani nearly forgot why he was out here in the first place. He was searching the territory for danger- he sure as hell found it- and game to bring back. Shit, his Elders will kill him. Speaking of- he should head back now that he’s out of that stupid cave. But... he doesn’t necessarily want to. Well- not that he didn’t want to, he couldn’t even if he did. With a lethargic groan, he pulled himself up off of the snow. He shook a bit, forcing the damp snow to fall off of him- though some still clung to Asani due to the water. No matter, he should focus on the situation at hand.
He looked back into the water, dreading having to get wet again. No. There was no way he was going back in there. He would much rather bite off his own tail than having to swim in that freezing cold underworld again. Even for Asani, the water was way too cold for comfort. Defiantly huffing, he turned his nose up and flared his nostrils. Turning his back to the water, he began his walk into the forest. There was bound to be better animals than puny fish to hunt. Unlike some of his peers, Asani didn’t enjoy the taste of fish as much. He would eat it of course, but he would much rather find something bigger and fatter. Side eyeing behind him, he watched as Holly slowly disappeared from his view. He’ll go back of course, but not before finding something more suitable for his palate.
Lifting his nose in the air, he caught a whiff of more warm inviting scents. Asani was practically drooling. Stretching his wings, he prepared to take flight, but immediately winced once they stretched too far. It seemed the cold made his injury worse, and even made his limbs cramp up!
Damn this cold.
His hatred for the water grew ten times its original size in his mind. He supposed hunting on foot would have to do. He was pretty sure he could outrun his prey anyway, even with his injury.
Maybe an hour later (Asani really couldn’t tell the time anymore, nor did he care at the moment) his jaws were stuffed with the carcasses of rabbits. He stuffed them down into his throat pocket, the upper part of his neck somewhat protruding. He arrived back at the lake they just escaped from, and stood on his back legs to bend his neck down. Opening his jaws, his game dropped from it, creating a small pile on the snow. The rabbits he stored inside his throat pocket came falling out, leaving him heaving. With one last heave, he accidentally let out one of his gems. He makes a small growl of annoyance and picked it back up, pointing his nose towards the sky to force the gem down once more. He was embarrassed to say this wasn’t the first time that has happened. Looking back down at his findings, he puffed his chest out proudly, a low growl-like purr reverberating through his body. Sure it wasn’t much, but without flying and his injuries, he was decently proud of himself.
Hearing commotion beside him, Asani cracked open his eyes to watch. It seemed Holly was busy hunting herself food- FOOD. Throughout all this hectic experience Asani nearly forgot why he was out here in the first place. He was searching the territory for danger- he sure as hell found it- and game to bring back. Shit, his Elders will kill him. Speaking of- he should head back now that he’s out of that stupid cave. But... he doesn’t necessarily want to. Well- not that he didn’t want to, he couldn’t even if he did. With a lethargic groan, he pulled himself up off of the snow. He shook a bit, forcing the damp snow to fall off of him- though some still clung to Asani due to the water. No matter, he should focus on the situation at hand.
He looked back into the water, dreading having to get wet again. No. There was no way he was going back in there. He would much rather bite off his own tail than having to swim in that freezing cold underworld again. Even for Asani, the water was way too cold for comfort. Defiantly huffing, he turned his nose up and flared his nostrils. Turning his back to the water, he began his walk into the forest. There was bound to be better animals than puny fish to hunt. Unlike some of his peers, Asani didn’t enjoy the taste of fish as much. He would eat it of course, but he would much rather find something bigger and fatter. Side eyeing behind him, he watched as Holly slowly disappeared from his view. He’ll go back of course, but not before finding something more suitable for his palate.
Lifting his nose in the air, he caught a whiff of more warm inviting scents. Asani was practically drooling. Stretching his wings, he prepared to take flight, but immediately winced once they stretched too far. It seemed the cold made his injury worse, and even made his limbs cramp up!
Damn this cold.
His hatred for the water grew ten times its original size in his mind. He supposed hunting on foot would have to do. He was pretty sure he could outrun his prey anyway, even with his injury.
Maybe an hour later (Asani really couldn’t tell the time anymore, nor did he care at the moment) his jaws were stuffed with the carcasses of rabbits. He stuffed them down into his throat pocket, the upper part of his neck somewhat protruding. He arrived back at the lake they just escaped from, and stood on his back legs to bend his neck down. Opening his jaws, his game dropped from it, creating a small pile on the snow. The rabbits he stored inside his throat pocket came falling out, leaving him heaving. With one last heave, he accidentally let out one of his gems. He makes a small growl of annoyance and picked it back up, pointing his nose towards the sky to force the gem down once more. He was embarrassed to say this wasn’t the first time that has happened. Looking back down at his findings, he puffed his chest out proudly, a low growl-like purr reverberating through his body. Sure it wasn’t much, but without flying and his injuries, he was decently proud of himself.
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