Post by Celest Aeterna on Nov 8, 2012 12:17:02 GMT -5
It was ironic that in peaceful time when there were places she could simply buy food; Celest was forced to hunt it. Transaction in which she sold some of her blood ended up uncomfortably, confirming her reservations towards such a way of acquiring currency. Grams were necessary for other means such as tools. She used them to make adjustments to her machetes and sharpen the metal. To stay safe in this urban environment one had to think practically. While buying a goat or sheep would certainly be a welcomed treat, grams were better spent on tools and weapons. Celest’s intelligence was high but she lacked experience and know-how for smiting. However she was a fast learner.
Traps were laid all around the grass patches. It was a more efficient method of hunting, especially taking into account danger of Outsiders, predators and other creatures. They hunted larger pray like deer, loose cattle and horses. Rabbits, rats, frogs, lizards passed by unnoticed. It was safer to lay traps and check them daily then roam searching for a doe and stag while at same time being careful not to become pray yourself.
Food was likely the only thing she truly missed from Andes Institute. It was nutritious, balanced and tasteful. The scent of seasoning made her mouth water. The mix of spices was close to perfection for their advanced senses which included taste. Compared to taste of underfed and skinny city rabbits over fire… it was divine.
Slowly she walked through the alley. It was getting dark fast so she decided to check the closer traps. With any luck she would find a rabbit or rat or two, preferably not half eaten by stray cat or dog. She supposed this is what old humans would have called ‘going shopping’. Well…close as it gets to it.
Traps were laid all around the grass patches. It was a more efficient method of hunting, especially taking into account danger of Outsiders, predators and other creatures. They hunted larger pray like deer, loose cattle and horses. Rabbits, rats, frogs, lizards passed by unnoticed. It was safer to lay traps and check them daily then roam searching for a doe and stag while at same time being careful not to become pray yourself.
Food was likely the only thing she truly missed from Andes Institute. It was nutritious, balanced and tasteful. The scent of seasoning made her mouth water. The mix of spices was close to perfection for their advanced senses which included taste. Compared to taste of underfed and skinny city rabbits over fire… it was divine.
Slowly she walked through the alley. It was getting dark fast so she decided to check the closer traps. With any luck she would find a rabbit or rat or two, preferably not half eaten by stray cat or dog. She supposed this is what old humans would have called ‘going shopping’. Well…close as it gets to it.