Chapter 2: Javelin Siknell- SullerCaptor
December 4, 12:38~ East Fork of Woods
I pace, waiting for Sunndi to arrive. She has the evening hunt, and the pack is getting restless. A Suller named Kei growls and scruffs the ground. Just wait, she is coming. I say, half-reassuring him, half-reassuring myself. Kei just snarls and turns away.
I am hoping for a bear, or a liver. Hopefully a liver. Livers are very juicy…and they taste amazing, covered with blood and filled with other bits and pieces of lost meals. Livers call themselves somthing rediculuas, like humans. I am lost in thought for a while. My fantasy of a Liver is crushed by Sunndi arriving with a small deer.
Here. Hope you're happy. Go crazy.She sends the whole pack the message through her mind.
I growl. We were promised a bear or a liver. I circle her, and watch her eyes get bigger. Javelin? she questions, and I can feel her fear. Before she has time to think up another word, I lunge, and she is dead. The bigger Sullers are not even a little bit mortified, but a few young SullerCaptors stare at her lifeless form in shock.
What, little ones? Never seen a big boy rip a little girl's throat out? Run little ones, run. I snarl. The children scatter in every which direction. Weak. The remaining Sullers chuckle and step ever so close to me and the meat. Since Sundii did not do her job as hunter, we will hunt her. Dig in. I invite. Some Sullers go for the deer, but most go for the dead Captor.
I grin, satisfied. ~~~~~~~~