A/N: More Natgeo hunting before the Snowflake. Warning provided!
The scent hit me - that musky, earthy smell of
rabbit warren
. My hybrid form froze mid-stride, and raised my nose as Vrika’s
hunting instincts
surged to the forefront. Honing in on the direction.
> Lucked out, didn’t we? I was starting to think I’d eat jerky for breakfast. We can crunch down the smaller bones as beasts, but it has always bugged me to leave the ones too large to do anything with... Most importantly, we have not scented any humans in this area the whole trek. So it is unlikely someone will come and check this out, right? There was one wall I snuck over a lot. When the other routes were being watched too hard because of other people’s illegal activities. The guards never caught on! Stopped using the route after that. So full disclosure? I haven’t actually done this in five years. <