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Jabbing his spear into the water, Feylin skewered another trout for dinner. It’d been a few days since the...utter massacre but, he and Tyrus were doing well to keep themselves moving...to stay away from the path that beast took to find them the first time. They saw plenty more Odo Hounds yes but, with the time spent moving, they learned how to properly evade the beasts...but not kill them.

 

Feylin had an acute hunch that killing them, would alert Nugruc to their presence in a flash. With their dwindled numbers and vastly reduced presence, they couldn’t afford such a thing, otherwise their entire journey would be lost...and the beast would win.

 

Drawn from his thoughts, Feylin watched Tyrus erect the firepit and pile the sticks atop it, working diligently to get it established while it was still day...another thing they learned; traveling at night was the best bet. Their keen eyes required no light, and it reduced the chances of Nugruc finding them. During the day, fire could also be used as...well it couldn’t be used at night for obvious reasons.

 

“Fish cooks quickly, Feylin,” The hyena headed male spoke once more, as he finished getting things set up. “We should be able to make a move for that cave I saw yesterday and take shelter there...hopefully, Nugruc doesn’t find us.” Nodding in agreement, he took a step towards the bank of the water and, for a few moments, ceased.

 

Once more, his reflection lay before him...a reminder of his female form. It was funny...four days ago, he wanted nothing more to fix it and restore himself to his human form...but now? Now he was beginning to enjoy it. He liked the speed, reflexes, and even the versatility of the new body as well; it let Feylin handle a myriad of problems that he wasn’t even sure could be handled with a human body in a short amount of time.

 

Hard to imagine just a few days with the threat of a gruesome death looming were enough to make him appreciate the quirks he had...even if it meant his penis was fucking gone.

 

Drawn from his thoughts, Feylin speared another fish and lifted the squirming, writing trout up, examining the dying fish with a look that was a mix between amused...and famished.

 

...maybe his body had some faults, like an unrelenting hunger for fish.



Written by AGhostInTheMachine on 22 September 2018


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