Century Hunt

                                                                                                                                Century Hunt

A groan emits one of the two figures in the room. The larger figure slides out the blankets slowly blinking adjusting their sight to the dim room. They walk towards the window peeking through blinds,it’s a cloudy day,thank Sol. Alpine, the eldest by a year walks to their dresser to grab the clothing.

“Avala,wake up we need to get going.” Groans were a certain reply but movement in the next blanket pile did shift revealing an alien much like the one going through the wooden dresser. Horns tangled slightly in sheets and nearly ripping the pillow.

“I’m coming.” Was the reply, Avala stretched finally a deep inhale bringing life into their lungs from being underneath the sheets. The slightly chilly air raises the fur on his nape a stretch and crack of the back get him up.

Today was a special day,the coming to age hunt known as the Century Hunt was held in December for all Detoran minus Alpine. He was a special case being he was a year older his was placed to have his hunt with Avala. Other Detoran had their hunt a week earlier.

Alpine gathers their keys and look to Avala and nod checking everything was off in their yurt. They wouldn’t be in here for a while,nice and tidy as taught. They lock the door and walk down a small path the brisk cool air making Avala smile.

“You think we’ll have to catch something large because of our status?”

“Perhaps,I have faith you’ll be able to help without magic. It isn’t really permitted ,only what Solspiritus gave us.” Alpine flexes their right, it was a true workout the hunt and made others exhausted after the capture. Most slept in on the dinner when it was made for them. “I’m hoping we can get a nice meaty slice of steak for dinner when we return.”

“Yeah,I can do it!”Avala perks up with confidence. “Last week was just a test!”

“Oh? Like landing face first during the race? Was that apart of the test?” Alpine smirks their sibling nudges them laughing recalling the rather crazy down the mountain race. They are pulled out of their conversation the moment they step into town.

 It is a big deal and moment to have the leaders children provide a hunt. Avala felt his heart beat faster as he began to slow down approaching a dark blue yurt with mountains on the outside. Alpine looked back giving a gentle smile. “Hey’we’ll be okay,okay?”

“Yeah.I got this.”

Several hours had passed and the sky partly cloudy in the afternoon bringing a nice cool temperature, drums play a mighty beat to match the mountains in the background. Alpine thanked Sol for it not snowing so heavily. This was a grand time for the town as children and adults would watch alongside the tourist that took interest in Northern Detoran culture. Alpine tightened the small back on his back and Avala did the same for him.

“Hibernis,town, our mighty Void Creator! We welcome you to the Hibernis Century Hunt! We have received the blessing of our mighty Grace to let our sons enter adulthood.” Avala and Alpine sit next to their father as their High Grace -er dad continued the ceremony. Avala couldn’t back out he could do this he had his brother.

“Hey Avala, you’re okay?” he’s snapped out of his mind and doubts his often serious brother staring concerned as he stood to walk to the town edge.

“Oh I’m okay,just little jitters.”

“We got this Avala,no worries it’s about us.” He whispers back staring the edge of the town.

“With Solspiritus’ blessings to watch over the Hibernis shaman hunt may begin!”

That was the signal,Alpine takes off on all fours Avala catching up from behind reaching the evergreen trees and one of the Cosmos Trees. Feeling some pride in doing this nonetheless with his brother was a true blessing. He could’ve been required to go alone. Alpine slows down to a trot. “You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine besides like you said I can do this and I’ve got you.”