The smile went from polite to soft. He asked if she could teach him to preserve mint. “I would like that. My family is a bunch of crafters so none of them take after herbal preparations or medicine. “
He surprised her with how he wanted to know. Those sky blue eyes looked into his own eyes again. “That will probably have to wait for another day though.” The girl said artfully as maybe he would want to agree. He had this casual way of calm and he really wanted to know what she knew.
When he caught up with her at the beginning of the trail she went off towards. The girl flushed as he reminded her that she shouldn’t go off into the unknown like that. “Sorry.” He didn't say it in a way to condemn her which she also was not used to. She fidgeted with her fingers a little in an awkward way. For some reason none of her usual retorts came to play, but then he wasn't admonishing her either. That, too, was very different. "Thank you. I can sometimes not think of those things. It sounds kind of foolish i guess." The girl looked to the ground as he started his instruction. He started explaining he various aspects of the blood on the trail.
To this she got to the ground. Amunet had a strong eye for detail. Those sharp eyes looked at the blood and the way it dried. Like he said. The edges were flaking slightly on the older parts. The girl went back to the spot where she had nailed the pig’s hock. It was well flaked. Then she went to the other blood spots as they were darkened but not flaky yet. The girl looked up ahead. “So the pig went that way?” Pointing in the direction of where the glint of light was on the fresher blood.
The girl took note of prints and fecal evidence that Lian had spoken of. Maybe she could become at least decent at hunting to keep herself and her animals fed, maybe even bring down something for her family. That might be out of scope for her this day. The girl pulled out the slingshot as she moved forward towards the wetter parts. Her dog and cat was not far behind. She tried to wave them back but they were not trained for those signs. A young juvenile boar would hurt either of them.
The snort alerted her that she had at least come in close proximity of the creature. Amunet turned around this way and that to look for it before suddenly it barreled from behind her hobbling forward in its half charge and knocked her off of her feet. It squealed as it was trying to find a new hiding spot. She had nailed the top edge of the elbow of the right hind leg. She had aimed to hit something, anything, it had moved and she clipped the elbow enough to chip the bone. The pig was limping something awful from that.
The dog growled at the Pig as its light and quick agile form barked at it to keep it from hiding. Camile was low on her front paws leaping from side to side to cut it off from retreat. Those sharp teeth tried to get at the neck but it was too thick. Leia, the 5 month old hunting cat, went to hide as she was too small, but she had to add her hiss into the mix.
He surprised her with how he wanted to know. Those sky blue eyes looked into his own eyes again. “That will probably have to wait for another day though.” The girl said artfully as maybe he would want to agree. He had this casual way of calm and he really wanted to know what she knew.
When he caught up with her at the beginning of the trail she went off towards. The girl flushed as he reminded her that she shouldn’t go off into the unknown like that. “Sorry.” He didn't say it in a way to condemn her which she also was not used to. She fidgeted with her fingers a little in an awkward way. For some reason none of her usual retorts came to play, but then he wasn't admonishing her either. That, too, was very different. "Thank you. I can sometimes not think of those things. It sounds kind of foolish i guess." The girl looked to the ground as he started his instruction. He started explaining he various aspects of the blood on the trail.
To this she got to the ground. Amunet had a strong eye for detail. Those sharp eyes looked at the blood and the way it dried. Like he said. The edges were flaking slightly on the older parts. The girl went back to the spot where she had nailed the pig’s hock. It was well flaked. Then she went to the other blood spots as they were darkened but not flaky yet. The girl looked up ahead. “So the pig went that way?” Pointing in the direction of where the glint of light was on the fresher blood.
The girl took note of prints and fecal evidence that Lian had spoken of. Maybe she could become at least decent at hunting to keep herself and her animals fed, maybe even bring down something for her family. That might be out of scope for her this day. The girl pulled out the slingshot as she moved forward towards the wetter parts. Her dog and cat was not far behind. She tried to wave them back but they were not trained for those signs. A young juvenile boar would hurt either of them.
The snort alerted her that she had at least come in close proximity of the creature. Amunet turned around this way and that to look for it before suddenly it barreled from behind her hobbling forward in its half charge and knocked her off of her feet. It squealed as it was trying to find a new hiding spot. She had nailed the top edge of the elbow of the right hind leg. She had aimed to hit something, anything, it had moved and she clipped the elbow enough to chip the bone. The pig was limping something awful from that.
The dog growled at the Pig as its light and quick agile form barked at it to keep it from hiding. Camile was low on her front paws leaping from side to side to cut it off from retreat. Those sharp teeth tried to get at the neck but it was too thick. Leia, the 5 month old hunting cat, went to hide as she was too small, but she had to add her hiss into the mix.
