the mystic
12-17-2016, 02:39 PM
It seemed this was the strangers first time hunting pelican as well. Ok… well, they were big birds and obviously they would need to get the drop on them before they took to the air. There was also the matter of them lounging to far out in the ocean. Neither would be able to swim fast enough to nab one before it took to the sky so their only options were to pin one down on land or leap and catch them in the shallows. Whatever bird the other girl had been tracking was obviously on land right now and would make the best prey. What was it doing on land though was the question… The stranger mentioned that it was injured and Dag nodded with a grin on her face. Perfect luck! There was a chance that due to its injuries it was nesting down on the ground, probably in the thick grass that border the interior of the shore. "Based on the track I think they must be nesting up in that grass there, though exactly where I'm not sure." Her nostrils flared as she stood patiently letting the breeze wrap around them. Her patience would pay off as the wind would shift and she nodded sharply, she caught the faint scent of blood and while she wasn't sure what creature the blood belonged to the fact that an injured pelican was nearby was enough to make her confident in her assessment. "Yea, lets do this, I'll try and circle around what I think is the back while you follow the trail straight in. When we flush them out we pounce and hope luck is on our side." As the stranger stalked off after the trail Dagmær put her nose to work and slipped into the grass. Walk, "Talk" Think |