White Walker

She listened carefully, her ears pricked to hear as much as she could. She had strong ears, though that sounded strange to the tongue it was an ability she developed from years of the heists. The woman did not seem to pay attention to her move closer to another tunnel and so the wind walker thought about making the girl go on another chase to test her abilities. If she liked the girl?s abilities than perhaps she might consider talking to her in a peaceful way but if not it was adios to the nameless woman before her and hello to an exit to the caverns and hello to new lands. The bandit-masked girl continued to contemplate it when the woman stated that she (Bandit) should be able to determine her (Aislinn?s) skills.


?Oi! Course I can, for what kind o? bandit would I be if I didn? observe wolves to know their darker talents?? She asked the woman in a questioning tone. She had been observing the entire time, picking up on small things she might be able to use to her advantage. The way she talked, breathed, sat, they were all close as to what the woman could do. You just had to be skilled enough to find them. With a small wicked grin she spoke again. ?Let?s put some of yer skills to the test then.? She stated slyly as she took off through another tunnel, her nimble limbs carrying her across the distances with overwhelming speed, faster than before when the woman had caught up to her.