05-18-2016, 06:04 AM
Tamara's stomach growled in echo to Charon's when she saw Artemis come with the freshly killed ungulate. She had no idea what species it was exactly, but it was certainly edible given what the two Captains were saying, and she couldn't help but lick her lips at the thought of sampling of that meat. Thought that was squashed immediately when the white feline mentioned that this was going to be served to the officers, which wasn't too surprising, she reasoned in her mind.
What was more surprising, however, were the next words pronounced by Cobalt. While she was very ashamed for having failed the task set forth by Cobalt, thus failing her first 'class', going with just a little water for a whole day was an extremely unappealing prospect for the young tigress, especially when a big piece of meat was held right under her nose, so to speak. And more so when it contradicted what they were told barely more than one hour ago, during the briefing.
"But, Captain!" she exclaimed while looking at Cobalt, trying not too sound too scandalized to avoid being accused of not respecting a superior officer. "You told us, during the briefing, that whatever we would bring back and identify would be made into the lunch of our unit. And even told us to be careful not to bring anything that wasn't native to not poison our comrades, which would slow down our progress through Boot Camp," she added, her tone ending up being more one of pleading than complaining.
What was more surprising, however, were the next words pronounced by Cobalt. While she was very ashamed for having failed the task set forth by Cobalt, thus failing her first 'class', going with just a little water for a whole day was an extremely unappealing prospect for the young tigress, especially when a big piece of meat was held right under her nose, so to speak. And more so when it contradicted what they were told barely more than one hour ago, during the briefing.
"But, Captain!" she exclaimed while looking at Cobalt, trying not too sound too scandalized to avoid being accused of not respecting a superior officer. "You told us, during the briefing, that whatever we would bring back and identify would be made into the lunch of our unit. And even told us to be careful not to bring anything that wasn't native to not poison our comrades, which would slow down our progress through Boot Camp," she added, her tone ending up being more one of pleading than complaining.