Time Stamp: 28th of Fall, 513AV Location: Sanikas Pass Who: Turrin Continuation:Ever Vigilant (Part Two) Hearing the wind howl around his tent, Turrin opened his eyes to see the canvas shaking from the force of the wind. Today will be miserable day to go hunting with the wind in such a frenzy. The Endal wondered to himself if it was even safe to take Aponivi into the air, but he knew the stubborn wind eagle would just laugh at his concern. When Turrin was fully dressed, he pulled the katinu's hood over his head and walked outside. He noticed a small dusting of snow must have fallen during the night time hours because everything was covered with a powdery snow. Looking over at the wind eagle, Turrin nodded to the giant bird and said softly, “Good morning, Aponivi.” Morning Turrin. Sulrav must be in a pissy mood with the wind this strong. Turrin started to break down his tent and nodded in agreement to Aponivi. To Turrin, he noticed the wind god seemed to giving his mother homeland such a beating as of late, With the instability of the mountain and horrible weather, Turrin was wondering if the gods were annoyed at the Inarta. It wasn't a thought he dwell on for long since he was just a mere mortal, and he wasn't mentally equipped to understand the minds of a all powerful god. Rolling up his tent, he looked at Aponivi and said out loud, “Sulrav has been in a foul mood most of season, so this morning should be just expected. Aponivi, I going to see if I can track the direction of the stray human. If I can't find the trail, we will have to do a aerial search for are wayward Inarta.” The wind eagle nodded his great head to show that he understood the Endal's plan. Turrin knew finding the Inarta should be his primary goal, but the half Myrian had a sinking feeling that Caiyha's predator might have given the Inarta to Dira. However, if he finds the corpse of the Inarta, he might be able to pick up a fresh trail. Putting the tent and bed roll into the saddle bags on Aponivi, Turrin took out his quiver, talon sword, and short bow and secured his gear to him. Pulling out a ration, the Endal ate till he was finished and took a drink of water. Taking a last look around his camp, Turrin saw his fire was smoldering, so he started to bury the fire in snow. Turrin looked at Aponivi and said softly, “I am going to track on the ground, so if you can be eyes in the air. We should be able to find some sign of the Inarta.” |