Creeping Dark rarely interacted with others. Even more rarely did she seek out their company. Until she'd found him.
More cat than kin like she was, but he was the light to her dark. Sparkling and gleaming. She'd become entranced ...

And now they were going to have children.
Well, she was going to have children.
Creeping was curled up in the shade of some large foliage, tail idly flicking back and forth as she thought. She'd need a blessing. To ensure her kids were protected in case anything happened to her.
But, more importantly and immediately, she was going to need to hunt.

That evening, Sun-Cursed had chosen to go beyond the territory she shared with Smoldering Ember. Something about that night had called for her to go a little further than normal. She knew she'd have to start her return home a little (or a lot) sooner than normal but if there was anything she learned from Wayward Son was that routines and predictability were not always a good thing.

In this situation, the need for her to venture a little more ways away felt like it was being prompted by something other than wanting to avoid routine. She didn't know the exact location of the expecting parent, but she had an approximate knowledge thanks to the pull. The mare didn't want to just assume things, nor did she want to step on any other ascended's toes. She decided to give whoever this was the option of making the first move. Purposefully, her gait through the plants was loud and she made no conscious effort to dim her halo's glow.

LOLLI qAq wrote:Sun-Cursed doesn't quite have hunter instincts. More like hinter instincts XD