Hunt

I crouched beside Crima, the Wolfkin guiding me through the forested mountain pass and doing her best to track down something for us to hunt that was both worth the trip and was not going to do undue harm to the environment; for instance, we did let a rather juicy doe pass us by simply because it looked like it could potentially be pregnant, and if it wasn't... well, it would likely be soon enough considering it is that time of the year...

And I wasn't one to like the idea of hunting just for fun, so I wanted my kills to be meaningful and necessary for my own continued survival and not impact nature too much... and I also didn't want to carry around a dozen rabbits or birds at the moment, to which Crima agreed.

We both wanted venison, honestly, and it would feed us for a week or so in its entirety, so we were looking for a healthy buck to hunt, and right now, Crima thought she had the scent.

Both of us were being as quiet and controlled as we could be, our movements small and silent while our eyes were strained as we scanned the underbrush around us, looking for that familiar, rich brown fur that the deer here had, and hoping that we would also see the familiar velvet antlers that would be present this time of year.

The bow felt heavy in my hands, the weight of its implications weighing more than it actually did as I continued to look around; I really was a pacifist most of the time, and it was because I didn't want to see anything get hurt, be it a Human, Demi Human, animal, and... even a monster.

Sometimes the monsters just weren't deserving of the pain, but it was rare; still, I much preferred farming to hunting, but I knew just how important meat would be to my diet, and in order to get meat, I needed to hunt something, leaving me in this intriguing position.

Crima had no such inhibitions, and she began to move once more as she led us deeper into the forest, around the various deep rooted trees that managed to make this mountain their home and into a small clearing, stopping just at its edge.

She pointed towards the middle, where a whole herd of deer grazed and drank from a crystal clear pond, around a dozen of them milling around and trying to sustain themselves, all while looking at the surrounding forest and keeping their senses on high alert.

Instantly, I placed an arrow on the string and looked at the deer in front of me, casting away my dislike of causing harm as I picked out one of the bucks; not the largest one, but the second largest, which had slightly smaller antlers and was just a bit closer, its broad torso angled slightly in the right way to let my arrow potentially sink through its flesh and into the heart and or the lungs.

Slowly drawing back on the bowstring, I took a deep breath and steadied my heart rate, staring intently at the deer and marking out the spot I wanted to hit, making sure my hands were steady and my aim was good, all while Crima bunched up her legs beside me, her eyes focused on the deer as well.

We were both tense, but as soon as the bowstring slammed forwards and sang its deep, hearty song and spat forth that arrow, Crima pounced forwards with her sword drawn, the Wolfkin arriving beside the deer a second after the arrow sank into its side.

Letting out a pained cry, the deer tried to run away, but the pain from having its lung pierced and the impact of the arrow made it stumble, giving Crima enough time to lance her blade forwards and stab the deer in the throat, bringing it down.

The others in the herd began to run away, letting out bleats as they escaped from the now dangerous clearing and leaving behind the large buck, who had thudded to the ground as it began to bleed out.

Stepping into the clearing as well, I bit my cheek as Crima twisted her blade and ensured the animal was given a quick death, before she cleaned off her blade and sheathed it, unbothered by the blood that had splashed against her leather armor.

"This is a good one, Master! Nice and juicy... good hide too! That'll fetch a nice price!"

The complete unbothered nature of my Wolfkin made me frown for a moment, before I just let my mind clear itself up as I took a deep breath, focusing on something else.

"We'll need the leather for some upcoming projects. The bones would do well as fertilizer, the antlers... I think we can sell those, unless you want them? Otherwise, the meat is all going to get used... most of it, anyways. I can't... really stomach organs or certain cuts."

Crima just snorted as she stood back up, looking at me with a smirk as she said "More for me then~! Thanks Master~! Oh, and..."

Stepping closer, the red furred Wolfkin's smirk widened as she gently cupped my cheek, softly saying "Good shot, Master. And don't be sad; it's going to be used in its entirety. Nothing will be wasted, I promise. Alright?"

Patting me, her smirk remained, before she leaned down and kissed me, the Wolfkin's other hand going down low as she grabbed my ass and massaged it, taking my mind off of the hunt and instead making me think about other things...

The kiss was quite deep, and before I knew it I was kissing her back, finding comfort in her warm taste and enjoying how she passionately kissed me whilst also lewdly fondling my ass, though we did make sure to keep our lust in check after a few seconds more.

Neither of us wanted to get caught with our pants down in the wilderness of the Frontier, no matter how much I wanted her to fuck me right now...