She followed him with only the
mildest complaining, and it was usually about being thirsty. She seemed to need a lot of water, or maybe it was Nafasi's way of saying she needed a short break. Hopefully Sezulwini never figured out which is which because their drinking breaks would surely be a lot more swift.
When they finally got to some sort of clearing and an gazelle nearby, those blue eyes turned a bit dark with hunger. She hadn't eaten since they'd left. Nothing completely unusual for her, but she was used to eating frequently compared to rogues. A pink tongue came out and licked her muzzle as she stared at the prey in question instead of fully listening to what her new teacher was going to tell her. Oh, she was trying to keep her manners, being proper, make eye contact, nod to let them know she was listening, but at the same time she couldn't.
She was so
hungry.
"...Hunting?" She knew the basics. Never once had she had to implement them, but her mother did teach her family. Of course as Heir she had better things to learn, but she did watch the lessons with her brothers and sisters.
"Okay." She looked at him slowly and then back to the gazelle before moving ahead in the grass. She was
trying to be quiet, but sticks and stones moved and she quickly stopped and crouched low. This was so much harder than she thought.
"What do I do?"