Get In Loser, We're Going Hunting

Reila was prompt as Chimera had arranged they go out on an early morning journey for a hunt. Along the way she was quiet unless spoken to, probably what the brute expected. There was actually little that Chimera didn't know about her, she wasn't that exciting or at least she thought so. She was an open book if he asked, her past, her training, there was nothing for her to hide. Even the feelings surrounding her trauma that seemed to linger more physically than she had been aware of. Honestly if he poked anymore, she'd probably be discovering herself along with him at this point. She had the room to.

They ventured out to the grapevine cathedral, Reila had journeyed through before. She knew the lays of the land, but not necessarily what resided in them. When not on the ship they typically stayed in caves of mountain sides or areas that could host a number of them. They usually traveled in groups. Bent Canyon was a frequent night stay for the traders and merchandise.

She eyed him as they walked along, and had considered offering to pull the cart for a while. She could have handled it fine but she still kept her mouth shut since he seemed to pull it without strain. Maybe he'd feel the burn and weight later. Once they arrived and Chimera suggested the boar nearby, Reila lifted her nose to smell around the cathedral and finding the traces of the boar in the distance. She moved beside Chimera, starting to go ahead and dig in the perimeters as he did. She was acting as his little helper, it wasn't anything new for her.

"Reila"