This is Chapter 1 of an ongoing story. While there is no sexual content in this chapter, there will be in following chapters. If you would like to read more of this story or see what else I’m working on, you can find that [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/katherinesummers/comments/tjf6hm/current_writing_links/).
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At first she thought she would get away with it. It was a clear day, the sky blue as ice and the snow still and silent, no greater peace on the planet. No better day for hunting. It was the kind of day that mothers waited for before taking their children on their first hunt. Veska was not a little girl anymore, and nor were the rest of her hunting party. It should have been fun, as easy and as pleasant as a morning walk in the stillness after a snowstorm. As she strapped on her boots and painted her eyes with black ink, she told herself that it was going to be all right. She could handle a bit of light hunting on the calmest day of the year. She was so determined to make the hunt a success, she had painted her slate grey chitinous plates white so that she could hunker down and blend in with the snow banks, just like her sisters.