It was early morning and Mneme could not find a sound sleep for the life of her. The night had been wrought with the sounds of hunting, mating and the general chatter of the bugs and it made her restless. The last straw was the feeling of hunger that resonated throughout her stomach at the break of dawn, giving her a small push to lift herself from the floor of the den and go hunt for the day. She'd have to be quick though, Aoide would notice her gone after some time and panic.She didn't like leaving her sweet sister behind, but Aoide was mostly useless on a hunt. Since she could not speak, Mneme could not communicate with her well as she hunted and often times they ended up running into each other or missing the kill completely. Mneme felt guilt upon leaving Aoide back at the sleeping area, but she'd feel much better later after she fed and brought back the rest of the kill for Aoide.
Even though Mneme was technically Aoide's older sister, she felt like her mother from time to time, and it didn't bother her. In fact, it was a small guilty pleasure of Mneme's. She had not always been as confident as she is now, but since the events of their past unfolding she was forced to be and she grew to like her role. She dreamed of possibly being a mother one day, but she knew that because of Aoide and her's curse she would never be able to settle down to start a family of her own.
Noticing a gazelle in the distance, Mneme began to stalk, quickly creeping up on the prey as best she could without it noticing her. She always tried to bridge the gap between her and a kill quickly, wanting to maximize the possibility of her actually getting the kill. Sometimes it worked out, others times it didn't.
