MELITA
Luckily for Edmund, Melita’s attention was entirely on their upcoming hunt, otherwise there would’ve been much to say on the startled motions. They wouldn’t have to traipse for long, regardless, as her long limbs carried them deeper into snow, and following over turkey tracks. Not far in the distance came the sounds of the birds; occasional gobbles, tweets, and noises made to their kin back and forth. The Honeybee hoped it was enough for a distraction or deterrent, and subsequently tucked herself into some nearby bushes, presuming the Ancient would do the same.“All right, I’m going to shoot for that one there,” pointing, while whispering, towards a large hen. They wouldn’t have many opportunities, given how quick the creatures could move. “Where are you aiming?”
See I've come to burn your kingdom down
