strange - open; large turkey

[rhosmari]

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

Her eyes were watching the waves, figure tense she pulled taunt as she waited. Her shadow was casted across the sands considering she was fishing. Much of her day had been spent alone but she was now out to gather some food for herself and little Ares. They both needed to eat, though the child more than herself because she was growing. Though her hunt was beginning to become a bit less fruitful. The ocean waves didn't seem to be a good spot for catching fish as she had hoped and proved her point further that the ocean was a soulless maw waiting to suck someone down. Pointless when it yielded nothing and dhe curled her muzzle in disdain. Yellow paint marked her body today in lines and swirls before she shook out her frame and decided to go and hunt instead in the swamp. She was hoping for energy and vigor today but she was more tired than anything. The last few days had been taxing but she was still trying to keep her hopes up, still trying to keep her own frame alive though she couldn't help but wonder what her tribe was doing right now. The turn of the season had come, they would be moving at this moment. Traveling to the jungle.

A bit of homesickness entered her figure, settling into the pit of her stomach. She missed her parents and her siblings, still hoped they were alive and well. Everyday was a fight for them but they had each other. Slowly her eyes lifted up from.the path she walked and she paused, tail raising as she saw a large bird. Two of them in face and she twitched her nose. Confusion as they were just there staring at her. One tilted its head and she tilted her own before she parted her jaws. They would make excellent meals that much was certain. The idea crept through her head and she lowered herself slowly, slinking forward before one made a strange noise. It made her head jerk up as she stared. They talked? Could she communicate. "Ooloolooloolooloo." The king cheetah tried to mimic their noises and to her surprise they responded back. Their cadence a bit higher and quicker. Maybe she could bring them back to the village. One of the large avians was white and brown, while the other was black and grey.

Taking a step to the side she watched them as she began to head back to the village. "Oolooloolooloolooloooo." She didn't know what she was saying to them but their responses seems positive. They even started to follow her and so she led the birds back to the town, eyes alight with intrigue and excitement as she looked around before announcing her find. "She has brought back some Oloos!" Her designated name for them because of their vocals.