Birdy hunting

Fayette Beaufort

she was out on her own, after last night's blizzard, it had nearly left the cabin's windows blacked out from the beginnings of dawn, which had only added on to fayette's beginnings of cabin fever. her new guest would surely spice up things, but even so, at the moment she needed to be alone, not add more people into the mix.

so she snuck out early in the morning, not even making a single noise as she left her friend and guest to their own slumbers- if any funny business went on, she was sure svetlana could handle herself, she was more worried for the stranger and his ears once they woke, another reason she was glad to be out before the silence was broken. instead, she enjoyed the peaceful silence of a frozen wasteland.

That was, until she was disturbed by the nearby mrowl of a cougar. if it wasn't so close, she could've ignored it, but she had to know it's position unless she finds herself unprepared, out here alone. when she located the beast, though, she found more than just her tracks. in fact, she was traveling rather slowly- because it seemed she was moving some young kittens to a safer place. there was only 2, not surprising given how young the mother seemed, but she herself didn't look the greatest- a bite in the shoulders and a slight limp, it seemed she'd had a tuffle with a wolf.

fate had no sympathy, however, her only interest in this creature was her valuable treasures, otherwise she would've left it alone to its own accord and suffering. instead, though, she let out 3 lines, which quickly snagged up the unsuspecting mother. an animals instant reaction is to thrash away, but that only served to further entangle the lioness, the wires beginning to sink into her fur and flesh as it roared out in pain and panic.

with the creature nearly subdued, all it took was a nearly feral cry of her own, and resting a boot firmly on the cat's throat. she didn't want it dead- not yet anyhow. she wanted the kittens to survive, and being so young, they'd still need momma's milk until they could manage meat.

as far out as she was, though, she doubted she could lure the injured mother back to the cabin, though, if she wasn't mistaken, she was somewhere near a mine...

Random Event Results

With the sun on the east horizon, and stars still kissing the west, to the north suddenly springs forth a vivid display of wavering neon lights, usually paler for the time of day, but this burst seems to be particularly bold. It could only mean one thing- an aurora event. The sky danced with bold greens and icy blues, with the weather remaining clear they were brilliant, crisp, and with their intensity was enough to rile a peculiar feeling in the animals nearby.

the scent of blood has attracted a hungry bear to the nearby area, the sudden appearance of aurora causing it distress, grunting and growling in the distance. with the wind picking up from the northwest, it seemed the weather might not be clear for long.

a strange turn of luck, a sudden gust made a half-eaten doe tumble from the trees above, likely a kill dragged up there by a puma, likely the one now subdued. while thoroughly frozen from the overnight chill, some meat might still be salvageable.