With Emoriana just a few sevendays from a full turn of age though, Mina wasn’t quite prepared for what was to come this day. She’d noticed that Emoriana seemed more sleepy lately, and a little more short with some of her pack-fellows, but she wasn’t experienced enough to know what it meant. Especially since she thought it would be months longer before Emoriana would Run. A turn and six months was what she had been told, or at least, what they had expected from a female Quartz based on female Whites of the past. Whether they had been wrong about that assumption, or Emoriana was just an early riser, Mina was caught off guard when the dark colored quartz woke for the day, sending a surge of heat through Mina as well.
*Emoriana, where are you going so early?* Mina asked groggily, blinking her eyes as she woke and sat up in her bed as she sensed Emoriana leaving the cabin. She heard a rumble from the daywher before Mina got up, put on a thin robe, and navigated across the cabin to unlatch the door and let Emoriana out despite it barely being light out.
She explained as she left through the open door, leaving Mina flabbergasted for a moment as she stood in the wide doorway, watching the form of Emoriana fade away. Then everything caught up with her, and in surprise and a surge of fear for what was to come, Mina quickly closed and locked her front door. She hadn’t expected Emoriana to Rise for months, and so she hadn’t yet done everything she needed to properly label her and Emoriana as a Locked Run. Luckily for her, it wasn’t as important, but still the fear of people coming by loomed over her, so she kept her front door locked, and sequestered herself in her bedroom away from the front to ignore any curious knocks.
Emoriana though, moved herself onward, moving swiftly through the daywher complex, skirting away from the pavilions where any male daywhers might sleep, hoping to keep a headstart on them all. She planned to just Run, but then her stomach clenched at her to stop, to eat. So, she changed her path, trotting off to the feeding pens.
Once there, she made quick work of her first kill, jumping right into a wherry pen and snatching up a fat wherry in her jaws with calculated motions to kill the creature quickly. From there, she ate, tearing off some flesh before her handler remembered a suggestion given to her by others.
*Blood only or they will Catch you too easily.* It wasn’t as important with daywhers, but it was still better for Emoriana not to gorge, even if there was no guarantee she would produce a clutch. Luckily, the Quartz female easily obeyed, remembering through her handler the logic behind not filling her stomach with meat. Blood would have to do.
A few minutes later, the wherry was left where it had been killed, as Emoriana jumped to her feet without warning, and immediately took off, launching herself over the fence and immediately off toward the more untamed parts of Atricis land. Her muscles warmed, staving off the chill in the early morning air, and as soon as she felt herself hit her stride, she trumpeted loudly as she fled, announcing herself though the males likely were already on her trail.