Muddy River — The Shape of Dreams

Turtle wasn't exactly the answer she had expected. He had said it so suddenly and abruptly that it had caused her to jerk slightly, feeling roused from her earlier sleepy feeling. She was sure she had eaten turtle before, but she couldn't recount a specific time in her life. Snakes, sure. Fish were enjoyed in the plenty. Even gator had found it's way into her belly, but turtle? She was intrigued by the suggestion, first smiling and then frowning as he proclaimed they would probably be easier to find in the swamp. That was an awful long way to travel for some food. She'd have to add that to the list of eventual meals to put alongside the others of her past, apparently, for she was sure that if she didn't eat tonight, she would certainly wither away and die of starvation (which was saying something, considering she'd known true starvation before in her life).  Caedwyn moved them away from the shore, and she leaned back into him to follow along, letting the smaller size of herself lean against his larger figure for support until he pointed out a deer track on the trail up ahead. She paused to let him investigate for a second before walking up to study the print herself. Her nose lowered down and not only did her nostrils work the scent, but her tongue as well. Her senses confirmed what Caedwyn had pointed out. Was she ready for a hunt when she was just thinking about tired she was? As if reading her mind, Caedwyn had moved to clear out a spot for her, offering to let her relax while he did some frog hunting for the two of them. Frogs absolutely did not sound as appetizing as fresh deer. "Queen" she quickly corrected with a grin on her face as Caedwyn spoke 'Lady'. It hadn't been improper use, and in fact was a perfectly fine title, but she wanted her new title emphasized! She was the Queen, while he was the King.  Caedwyn dropped down into a play bow before her and left the decision of what they did next to her. This time he had used her preferred title - until perhaps one day they grew to call one another their marrows - if the day ever came. Each option laid out by him sounded appetizing in their own ways. Did she want to participate in a hunt, or relax while he did the work for her? When she laid out the option in her own words, it was easy to decide which one she would pick. Laying out and being served food of her choice was certainly something she was worthy of receiving as the Queen, but not from her King.  Enya jumped down to echo his play bow, then leaped forward at him, diving to nip at the bottom of his muzzle with her tail wagging briskly behind her. She dropped down into a second bow after her leap, then sprung upwards to bounce to his side and behind him. There she paused, waiting for him to lead them onto the hunt. The feelings of exhaustion were still present, but the idea of a hunt alongside Caedwyn pushed the feelings away easily enough. Already she was salivating, nearly tasting the fresh meat before they even tracked down the deer. "An exhilarating chase through the moonlight for sure" she confirmed, "Lead us for the hunt, my King." she encouraged, grinning as she said his new title. She was having far too much fun with the game.  OoC:// Feel free to move Enya along so they can find/track the deer down <3 Or whatever else they may find along the way.  "Speech."