Hunting was never her favorite thing. If she had listened to Aunt Celeste, she would be sitting around waiting for the men to bring back food. Good thing her mother forced her into all sorts of trainings, including hunting, because now she is here without any men to help her.
The yearling begins to fade, and with it, its movements stilled. Stardust let go of her grip, and took a step back as the male growed and made all sorts of disgruntled noises. He had the same aura as her sister Aurora, and thus she was mostly unbothered. Mostly. Perhaps she was a little bothered, in a way a sister gets annoyed with a sister.
Regardless, she was HUNGRY, but how was she going to deal with this guy? Cyan eyes watch him as he completes the kill, and before she speaks he simply states that the pelt is his. She blinks, and gives a careless shrug.
”As long as I get some meat, it is a deal. I do NOT want to eat berries again tonight. BERRIES. Have you had to eat berries before? It is dreadful,” she complains, moving towards the belly of the fallen beast. However, she does not reach out for the kill. Instead, she inspects it with great care despite her stomach audibly rumbling. Perhaps Kirain has been rubbing off on her after all.
”So, you want the pelt, eh? Along here would likely provide the most satisfying results, but I am SURE that you got it, hm?” she asks with a bit of natural attitude to her voice, her muzzle pointing to the middle line of the stomach. The call of elk could be heard in the distance as she raised her dark, naturally aesthetic visage back and away. Now she got a look at him and his grey toned form. He appeared to be a young adult, perhaps slightly younger than herself. She sits, knowing full well the male probably wants it done HIS way.


