Student of the Warlord
Asla
08-27-2020, 01:33 AM
She followed her father without question, dipping into the cool darkness of the forest. When asked if she'd been here before, Asla gave a little giggle. "Oh yes. I have a little place here." She shrugged a bit as they walked. "It's also where Az realized he was so mad at me. I haven't been back for a while." None of that mattered right now though. All that mattered was the task at hand. They were hunting together and it wasn't just some dumb little deer. They were on to big, mean game. It was everything that she wanted. Her father said that Marshal was searching for some sort of predator, but that didn't stop her from using her nose to try and scent one out anyway. There were various scents but they weren't what she wanted. Fox, but it was too small. Leopard, but it was an old scent. She guessed that there was no choice but to wait for Marshal to let them know if he found something. "Speech" |