A beautiful day

[wynnyelle]

Puncher arrived back with another kill. " Lunch's served...Ralla..." his smile disappeared as he dropped the grumpig carcass. " What happened?"

" Harpie almost drowned," said Ralla with a frightened look on her face. She was still a little shell shocked from the whole thing.

[Little John]

'Yeah," Bubbles whispered. "I think im going fishing." Bubbles dived into the pool to find some fish.

[fya]

Harpie lifted his nose out of his mother's fur. The smell of the kill interested the kit. "Fud!" he squealed and wriggled out of Ralla's arms. The sentret sprung over to Puncher. "Fud fud fud!"

[wynnyelle]

" I gots fud." Rambler started climbing up onto the grumpig. Smelling blood, he madehis way to the big gash in the grumpig's throat that had ended the animal's life. He began to tug and nibble.

[Little John]

"Me too!" Snella ran and licked up some blood.

Bubbles saw a big Feebas. When she killed him she hardly noticed the changes. The glow in the water was certainly seeable from the land.

[Ziskara]

Hoshi -literally- rolled over to the carcass. "Fuuuud..." She said, almost seeming to be considering the prospect. She bit off a peice, and walked away with it. out of sight from the others, she ate it. She came back, then repeated this process about three more times. when she was full, she dug herself another little hole and then went to sleep.

[fya]

Harpie climbed up on top of the grumpig and moved to the big gash on its throat as well. He began to drink the blood that littered the area of flesh. "Fuuudaa!" he squealed as he licked the dark red blood off the flesh.

[wynnyelle]

Ralla knew she'd have to clean up her kits afterwards. Puncher returned and also helped keep a watch on them. He followed Hoshi to make sure she wasn't going too far, he didn't want her out of his sight.

[fya]

Harpie was soon covered with blood from Puncher's kill. He'd manage to get some more blood flowing out and was practically bathing in it as he lapped it up with his little pink, now red, tounge.

[wynnyelle]

Rambler was similarly messy. His blue-grey fur was stained a dark red-black and the white areas of his face and body, red. Ralla just sat and waited for them to be done, then a dip in the water would be in store for each of them.

" Fud good." Rambler smacked his lips as he wandered awy from the kill, full. Ralla scooped him up and brought him to the warm water. Rambler fussed as she submerged him half in the water and began to rub the blood out of his fur.

" Here you go, gettin' you all clean."

[fya]

Harpie looked up from the blood. He saw Ralla dipping Rambler into the water. "Nooo!" he squealed, remembering his trip in the water. A few tears slid down his grey face, smearing the blood that had coated it. "Mah noo!" He ran away from the kill and mouthed Ralla's ankle which was easy to get at.

[wynnyelle]

Puncher scooped up Harpie in his paws and began to lick him clean. " Here you go little guy...I'm guessing you don't want another swim." He smiled at him. " See? I'm gonna lick you clean like normal. "

[fya]

Harpie sighed as his father licked him clean. This was so much better then that horrible water. He shivered when he looked at it so he turned away. "Tankie da!"

[-Legendary-]

Lilly wandered on over to the shrededed carass and sniffed at it. She took a small lick. Her face brightened with delight at the yummy meal. She was carefully not to get dirty and bloody as she chowed down. She was a neat little Bluizel.

[wynnyelle]

Puncher looked over the whole group, he grinned as Rambler came toddling back out of the water, clean but wet. " Looking good, looking good Rambler."

" I all Wetted!" Rambler laughed.

[-Legendary-]

Lilly sowly backed away from the kill, licking her lips. "Yummy!" she squeeked. She turned to see her brothe rall wet, "Wetted?" she questioned, touching her brother. He felt real weird.

[wynnyelle]

Rambler gave his body a shake, spraying anyone nearby. He giggled. " Yup."

[-Legendary-]

Lilly squeele din fright at the weird stuff landed on her. Oddly, she enjoyed the 'wetted' stuff. She slowly smiel dnad jumpe dup and down, "I wanna be wetted!" she said, looking around. How did you get wetted?

[wynnyelle]

Rambler went back over towards the water. Standing in its shallows, the kit splashed water towards her. " Wetted! Hehe!"

[fya]

"Wetted no fun," said Harpie, thinking of his water incident.

[wynnyelle]

" You was in the watuh a YOT," said Rambler, looking at Harpie.

[fya]

"Yeah," said Harpie with a little nod. He had. And it had been horrible.

[wynnyelle]

Some time passed. Rambler had grown bigger and so had the other kits. Ralla knew it was time to take them out hunting.

" Well everyone today's the day that I take you out to learn a little bit about hunting," she said to her whole litter.

[fya]

"Huntin'?" asked Harpie. The grey kit stretched. His blood red stripes were clean and glittered in the powerful summer sun. His eyes flickered with curiousity. Sure hunting sounded like good fun, but it was so nice having the kill being brought up to him and his siblings. "Well...ok Mom." He shrugged his shoulders and stood on his tail, wanting to feel tall and grown-up for a bit.

[wynnyelle]

" i wanna go explorin," said Rambler.

" You'll get to explore too," said Puncher. " To hunt, you need to explore, too."

[fya]

"Let's go then," said Harpie. Just sitting here was borning anyway.

[wynnyelle]

Ralla led the way, bringing her kits out towards the forest just up from the waterside.

" What do we do first Mommy?" said Rambler.

" Shhh," said Ralla gently. " First thing is to stay quiet."

[fya]

"I don't like being quiet," said Harpie. He liked making noise. It was fun and quiet was so weird..and quiet! He hated it, but he then quieted down after his complaint.

[wynnyelle]

" To hunt you need to stay quiet," said Ralla. " No matter what."

[fya]

Harpie almost gave a grunt of 'aww' but he decided against it as he thought about what his mother had just told him. He nodded to tell her he understood now.