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(This one born out of a dream in a rather different way than the last dream-story)

They didn't hunt venison in or around Cloverleaf.

Oh, sure, sometimes someone snagged a buck for their table, but they did so on the sly, and they didn't hang trophies.

There wasn't a law against it — there were very few laws in Cloverleaf against what you could hunt, sell, or eat in terms of food, and they mostly said "don't hunt or eat sentient beings" and "don't sell poison or other non-foods as food." But early on in the city's life, someone had shown their founder-and-leader a prize trophy buck.

The proud hunter — and everyone around him — had noted the way Cya Red Doomsday went pale and a little green. And then someone took a long look at Leofric, one day in Autumn when his Mask was down.

Word got around, slowly but surely. And nobody hunted venison around Cloverleaf anymore.

Date: 2015-07-24 03:03 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] inventrix
*snortcoughlaugh*

Date: 2015-07-24 03:28 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] inventrix
Leo would find the whole thing very amusing.

Slicing up antler sets?

Date: 2015-07-24 04:08 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] inventrix
Ahhh! ...I don't think antler shapes in real life work for that, but it's a cool idea

Date: 2015-07-31 09:27 pm (UTC)
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Aww. :D

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