Glacian
All three of my brother's mouths dropped.
"They caught five vaskos? No one can catch those things. That is why they are so annoying." Flayre was amazed. The pesky animals had been caught before, of course, but it was nearly impossible. Only the best of hunters had ever been able to do it. Those hunters were trained from birth. That was why the vaskos were considered a delicacy. It was also why their name had been turned into a curse. The things were fast. And this new group had caught five? "Who are these survivors?" he muttered.
"The group has camouflaged themselves somehow," Terra picked up where Rokk had left off. "We have considered it a lot the last few suns. It is the only explanation. We have been right on top of them multiple times but it is like they are ghosts. Maybe they can change their skin color like the kidomo beasts? How else are they able to blend in so well?"
