Rain on your parade

The wind from the approaching storm continued to build as they prepared to launch into their hunt, tossing their fur one way and another. If anything it was going to do a good job of covering the sound of their approach and would make it difficult for the goats to notice their scent's but it did make her slightly nervous about being in such heavy winds while standing so close to rocky cliffs. Still, when she glanced over at her son and saw the excitement etched on his features she couldn't help but get excited as well. She didn't often get a chance to just unwind and enjoy a hunt purely for the fun of it and she was especially happy to be doing it with Saracyn.

She grinned and nodded as Saracyn readily agreed to taking point on the hunt. Her children had quickly shown their talents as they grew with Avacyn excelling in all sorts of crafting and diplomacy and Saracyn very much taking after herself and Alastor in his love of hunting. They both excelled in fighting which make her very happy and eased her worries about them being out in the world on their own. She was eager to watch Saracyn in action as he took on this stormy goat hunt, forever and always proud of her firefly.

As the thunder began to roll overhead and heavy drops of rain began to fall here and there around them, she saw the look that Saracyn gave her that reminded her so vividly of Alastor with the wild look in his cerulean eyes and the wicked grin he gave her. She chuckled and braced herself to join him on his undoubtedly reckless hunt, her legs coiled and ready to run forward as soon as he made the first move. With the thunder booming around them to cover the sound of their movements, Saracyn took off after one of the goats and she followed closely behind.

He had locked on to the goat that had been separated from the herd as they made their plans so she took on the role of keeping the rest of the herd at bay while he focused on taking down the goat. Since the one they had singled out had been at the far edge of the herd, she ran forward and positioned herself between the stragglers and the bulk of he heard, chasing the large majority of them off down the cliffs of the mountains to keep the one they wanted from rejoining its group. The rain was falling more heavily now, causing her to have to blink the water from her eyes and making it more difficult for her to maneuver through the coming storm, but they were in the thick of it now and she certainly wasn't going to back down.

WC: 471
Total: 1578 / 1500

"Manea Mendacium"