Colorado Wilderness | Wednesday Afternoon

[puppywithatutu]

Yeah, yeah, Caroline still hated this whole hunting thing. When blood was available for purchase in bag form, she didn't see the point in committing adorable animal murder. Not only were the wee creatures way too cute to die, they didn't taste all that awesome either. Why would she choose to eat ground beef when she could have steak with less

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[need_no_moon]

The trail Jake had picked up on wasn't really of anything tiny so maybe that'd help her get over her squeamishness. And really, wasn't she supposed to be the world's most dangerous hunter?

Jake slowed as he for the first time was able to actually hear the elk he'd been following and he glanced at Caroline, wondering if she'd heard.

[puppywithatutu]

Like Caroline could tell the difference between how tiny things and huge things smelled in the brush. She did notice Jake slowing and she tried her very best to listen past all the sounds of herself and Jake and into the forest. After a moment she thought she heard...were those hooves?

Ugh, more deer things.

[need_no_moon]

Elk, Caroline. They were called elk.

Jake tilted his head, which might very well be the equivalent of raising his eyebrow. She had wanted to hunt.

[puppywithatutu]

She hadn't wanted to so much as she'd needed to. With an inaudible sigh she took off after the deer things. And maybe she was seeing how her speed compared with the puppy who had been giving her funny looks.