Cordelia
Cordelia followed Noah's lead. She easily shifted into her Luxere shift, shaking out her fur as she drew in a deep breath, scenting the herd of doe that were further ahead of them. It would be a bit of a challenge to get them where they wanted to go, but Cordelia didn't doubt them capable. The Attuned trotted forward, hoping that their scents would ease their prey into false sense of security, allowing them to corner them the way they needed to. Deimos will likely be able to get ahead of them to take a shot. If we time it right we could likely strike at the same time. They'll be too startled by the first attack to see us coming.
The hunter suggested, eyes lifting towards the sky to watch Deimos above them, soaring high through the grey winter sky. With a familiarity that only comes from years of hunting her eyes go to the snow, searching for tracks and tells of the herd, knowing that would help with figuring out the trail they were on.
Cordelia makes a suggestion for how to strike as she shifts to her Luxere form to track hear with Noah.
The hunter suggested, eyes lifting towards the sky to watch Deimos above them, soaring high through the grey winter sky. With a familiarity that only comes from years of hunting her eyes go to the snow, searching for tracks and tells of the herd, knowing that would help with figuring out the trail they were on.
Cordelia makes a suggestion for how to strike as she shifts to her Luxere form to track hear with Noah.
I've been the archer and I've been the prey
Who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay?
Who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay?
