Hunting

It was on their way back to L'hatzif that the group stumbled onto yet another animal related problem. Woodland wasn't sure if she should be surprised at this point. ((Apparently, the well-travelled path the colonists had decided to utilize was chosen by a lonesome Nukap as the perfect napping spot. Woodland could hardly blame the creature, since the spot it had chosen was bathed in warm afternoon sunlight.)) Woodland almost felt like joining it- but ultimately decided that she would be juge...

"Damn it!" Carus swore, dropping one of his tools in surprise as he felt something small skitter past him. Reach glanced over, shooting him an odd look. Rose had noticed too, but she had simple snickered to herself and quickly gone back to work.   The colonists were surveying one of the Mireh fields- which to Reach and Rose was boring, dull and tedious work. Carus had claimed that it was important, and that the colony should be responsible with their environment and r...

Woodland certainly hadn't felt great about killing the Hojenst. Still, what had to be done had to be done, she supposed. She felt less guilty after Snap and Quartz had turned the carcasses into a wonderful soup later that week, after carefully harvesting the pelts and other useful parts off of the animals. She felt at peace knowing that, at the very least, the animal's death had purpose.   It was the day after they had the stew that Snap approached the three, wringing...