oocI seem to have left this thread sitting overlong... so sorry for that!
The woman shot a second arrow to dispatch her quarry, then waded out into the lake, her splashing progress sending the ducks into a concerned flurry of movement -- not flight, but quick paddling to increase the distance between themselves and the now-revealed predator. She made her way back with an obvious air of satisfaction; well, it was merited.
As the stranger set about getting herself and her kill in order, Khida moved in closer. Not close, she wasn't there for the woman; she wanted a tree. Or shrub, as the case might be. One where she might rest her bow, and her quiver, and --
-- the other huntress' silhouette blocked out a stretch of light-gilded lake and blue horizon. Khida paused, blinking up at her, and blinked again to the woman's sign. Something about togetherness...
Khida cast another sidelong glance at the waterfowl upon the lake.
Yes, she signed to the woman, proceeding to slough off her vest and set it in the branches near the bow. You, below, she continued. I, above. Shoes and trousers followed in short order, and then -- without really even waiting for assent from her companion -- the woman was gone, her form dissolved into pinpricks of light which reshaped into something else entirely.
The falcon surged upwards on strong wingbeats, seeking to get above the tangled brush, where she had actual lines of sight to work with... not to mention lines of attack. Free of the trees, she climbed higher still, arcing around to put herself out over the water, the fowl now between her and the huntress on the shore. Having the sun more or less at her back was also a boon; though the falcon had to be mindful of where her shadow fell, the bright backlighting would make her difficult for the waterbirds to see. She could have descended upon them then and there -- would have, except the other had suggested together. So instead she left initiative to the woman, banking on an even better opportunity arising from her next actions.
This particular Drykas wasn't her rightful partner, but even if the woman just seemed menacing to the fowl, Khida fully expected to get mileage out of her presence.
And with just a bit of luck added in, perhaps she wouldn't be returning to Endrykas empty-handed either.
The woman shot a second arrow to dispatch her quarry, then waded out into the lake, her splashing progress sending the ducks into a concerned flurry of movement -- not flight, but quick paddling to increase the distance between themselves and the now-revealed predator. She made her way back with an obvious air of satisfaction; well, it was merited.
As the stranger set about getting herself and her kill in order, Khida moved in closer. Not close, she wasn't there for the woman; she wanted a tree. Or shrub, as the case might be. One where she might rest her bow, and her quiver, and --
-- the other huntress' silhouette blocked out a stretch of light-gilded lake and blue horizon. Khida paused, blinking up at her, and blinked again to the woman's sign. Something about togetherness...
Khida cast another sidelong glance at the waterfowl upon the lake.
Yes, she signed to the woman, proceeding to slough off her vest and set it in the branches near the bow. You, below, she continued. I, above. Shoes and trousers followed in short order, and then -- without really even waiting for assent from her companion -- the woman was gone, her form dissolved into pinpricks of light which reshaped into something else entirely.
The falcon surged upwards on strong wingbeats, seeking to get above the tangled brush, where she had actual lines of sight to work with... not to mention lines of attack. Free of the trees, she climbed higher still, arcing around to put herself out over the water, the fowl now between her and the huntress on the shore. Having the sun more or less at her back was also a boon; though the falcon had to be mindful of where her shadow fell, the bright backlighting would make her difficult for the waterbirds to see. She could have descended upon them then and there -- would have, except the other had suggested together. So instead she left initiative to the woman, banking on an even better opportunity arising from her next actions.
This particular Drykas wasn't her rightful partner, but even if the woman just seemed menacing to the fowl, Khida fully expected to get mileage out of her presence.
And with just a bit of luck added in, perhaps she wouldn't be returning to Endrykas empty-handed either.
Khida space Common | Pavi
other space Common | Pavi
other space Common | Pavi
