208 Vol. 4 pt. 11 Patch 2.0: Prime Real Estate (1/2)
”Look!” Olly whispers, tugging Corwin and Fenrir closer. ”Deer.”
”Are they your long last family?” Fenrir whispers back to him.
”Wait… does it make me a cannibal if I want to eat venison?”
”I'd say so. I mean, you're a deer, and they're deer, so… yeah, you're a cannibal.”
”But I just have the antlers since they're cute!”
”Fine, you're a cute cannibal. What do you think, Corwin?”
”I would rather not think of my dearest as a cannibal, but… I find myself agreeing with Fenrir,” Corwin says.
”I'll eat you if you call me a cannibal again!” Oleander loudly whispers at his boyfriend while pouting and smacking his arms.
The commotion causes the deer to look up, look straight at them, and run away.
”Guess you won't be eating any venison,” Fenrir says.
Oleander's stomach grumbles. ”See, I can't be a cannibal even if I want to be,” he says.
”You admit that you wish to be a cannibal?” Corwin asks him.
Oleander answers with a pout and some more playful smacking.
The deer are not the only life that the forest has to offer. Plenty of birds sitting high up in the trees are chirping, bushes are rustling and twigs are snapping as smaller critters scurry about, the strident calls of insects can be heard from all around, and—in general—they feel as if the spawn rates in the area must be cranked up given just how abundant with life the forest is.
”Lots of food,” Fenrir says. ”I hope there are some wild turkeys around.”
”Why turkeys?” Corwin asks.
”Because I love turkey. It might not be as juicy and fatty as duck, but – wait, we should go check out the river. I hope there are ducks there.”
”Are you two only thinking about eating these animals at the moment?”
Both Fenrir and Oleander look at Corwin and nod.
”Very well, then let us examine the river,” Corwin says.
Meanwhile, Rock is happy just eating rocks and apparently tree bark as well.
And so, the group heads over to the river.
What they find causes both of the hungry men's stomachs to growl in desire.
Fish jumping from the water, shellfish on the riverbanks, ducks floating around and pecking at any fish that venture close to the surface, and there are some other wild animals hanging around to drink from the water.
”Duck,” Fenrir says. ”I want a roast duck. Now.”
”I want deer and fish… hey, Fenny, can you use your fishing rod to catch ducks and deer?” Oleander asks.
”I – I think I might feel kind of bad trying to hook a duck or a deer, but… I'm really hungry now.”
In response to Fenrir and Oleander salivating at the sight before them, Corwin flicks them both on the backs of their heads and says, ”I did not know that you were both so ravenous. There is food back on the vessel if it is so important.”
”I'm a wolf. I'm supposed to get hungry when I see animals.”
”That makes you sound like a total furry, but I feel you right now,” Oleander says.
”That's because you're touching me.”
”I know. That's why I said I feel you.” Oleander strokes Fenrir's arm.
Corwin sighs and flicks them both again. ”Even Rock and Shogun are better behaved than you two are right now,” he says.
”Listen, if those ducks were made out of rocks, she'd be charging over there,” Fenrir says.