Thalassa
I wanted to scream. I wanted to yell.
I wanted to shout about it.
I wanted to shout about it.
Per usual, Thal wasn't feeling especially chatty, but if they were going to be working together to hunt, she should probably introduce herself. Looking to Fox, she nodded a distracted greeting and simply said, "Thalassa."
Listening to Maea's instructions, she pushed off the tree she'd perched on, already looking around for signs of life. Her own shift probably wouldn't be much help in this situation, so she settled on stalking through the trees. Thal's footfalls were silent despite the blanket of snow over the ground and her black attire helped her melt into the shadows to avoid notice. Although she planned to cooperate with the team, she ignored them for the moment, entirely focused on the scents on the wind and the scurrying of prey.
Thalassa scouts the nearby area on foot.
Listening to Maea's instructions, she pushed off the tree she'd perched on, already looking around for signs of life. Her own shift probably wouldn't be much help in this situation, so she settled on stalking through the trees. Thal's footfalls were silent despite the blanket of snow over the ground and her black attire helped her melt into the shadows to avoid notice. Although she planned to cooperate with the team, she ignored them for the moment, entirely focused on the scents on the wind and the scurrying of prey.
Thalassa scouts the nearby area on foot.
But all I could do was whipser,
"I'm fine."
"I'm fine."
