04-09-2021, 06:15 PM
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Eddie swallowed hard as he listened to Colt contemplate. Whether it was to himself or directed towards Eddie, he was yet to know. Instead, crouched beside the grizzly bear before beginning to try and roll it over onto its back. ❝ A lesson about hunting on these mountains. You want the animal back at the lodge to bleed out by the time the body cools. Doesn’t take long out in these parts. ❞ Revealing a hunting knife, Eddie soon began to gut the creature, eyes cold as if the feeling of steel piercing flesh was all that he knew. ❝ Usually what I like to do is collect the offal first. The dogs love it. ❞ Next, he used his free hand to reveal his handheld transceiver.
❝ I’m looking to speak to Tommy. ❞ He spoke, the transceiver buzzing harshly for a moment before he heard his older brother over the device. ❝ Yeah, yeah. ❞ ❝ I need your help. Just East of the lodge. By where I wanted them barricades. Bring me one of the horses, a sled and a bucket. ❞ He listened out for his brother’s response, without thinking his lips curling upwards slightly. ❝ Another kill? ❞ ❝ Yeh. A grizzly. ❞ ❝ … Right, I’ll be down in ten. ❞
Slowly, Eddie sat back on his haunches, cleaning the knife off before putting it away. ❝ You wait for rigor mortis to set in before you do a thing, else it’s a dirty, dirty job. ❞ Nostrils flared slightly as he observed the dead creature, silent for a moment before he eventually acknowledged Colt’s earlier comment. ❝ It’s the circle of life around here. You kill, or you are killed. Doesn’t matter what or who it is, sometimes it’s best to put those emotions aside when you work... ❞ Eddie sure had to when he was Colt’s age. The little loss of innocence. He swallowed hard before lifting his head to peer up at Colt, one eye squinting from the sun. ❝ Else life would be unbearable. ❞
He let the words sink in for a moment before standing up and brushing his hands together. ❝ Right, uh… So I asked my brother to come meet us down here to transport the bear back up to the lodge. Sled for the carcass, bucket for the offal. Nothing will be wasted with us. ❞ He explained in a soft spoken mumble, eyes on the bear ahead of him. Opening up was one of the last things he'd ever wish to do. After all, any sign of emotion and vulnerability could be taken advantage of, those words drilled into his head from a young age.
Eddie swallowed hard as he listened to Colt contemplate. Whether it was to himself or directed towards Eddie, he was yet to know. Instead, crouched beside the grizzly bear before beginning to try and roll it over onto its back. ❝ A lesson about hunting on these mountains. You want the animal back at the lodge to bleed out by the time the body cools. Doesn’t take long out in these parts. ❞ Revealing a hunting knife, Eddie soon began to gut the creature, eyes cold as if the feeling of steel piercing flesh was all that he knew. ❝ Usually what I like to do is collect the offal first. The dogs love it. ❞ Next, he used his free hand to reveal his handheld transceiver.
❝ I’m looking to speak to Tommy. ❞ He spoke, the transceiver buzzing harshly for a moment before he heard his older brother over the device. ❝ Yeah, yeah. ❞ ❝ I need your help. Just East of the lodge. By where I wanted them barricades. Bring me one of the horses, a sled and a bucket. ❞ He listened out for his brother’s response, without thinking his lips curling upwards slightly. ❝ Another kill? ❞ ❝ Yeh. A grizzly. ❞ ❝ … Right, I’ll be down in ten. ❞
Slowly, Eddie sat back on his haunches, cleaning the knife off before putting it away. ❝ You wait for rigor mortis to set in before you do a thing, else it’s a dirty, dirty job. ❞ Nostrils flared slightly as he observed the dead creature, silent for a moment before he eventually acknowledged Colt’s earlier comment. ❝ It’s the circle of life around here. You kill, or you are killed. Doesn’t matter what or who it is, sometimes it’s best to put those emotions aside when you work... ❞ Eddie sure had to when he was Colt’s age. The little loss of innocence. He swallowed hard before lifting his head to peer up at Colt, one eye squinting from the sun. ❝ Else life would be unbearable. ❞
He let the words sink in for a moment before standing up and brushing his hands together. ❝ Right, uh… So I asked my brother to come meet us down here to transport the bear back up to the lodge. Sled for the carcass, bucket for the offal. Nothing will be wasted with us. ❞ He explained in a soft spoken mumble, eyes on the bear ahead of him. Opening up was one of the last things he'd ever wish to do. After all, any sign of emotion and vulnerability could be taken advantage of, those words drilled into his head from a young age.
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