Cordelia
Images flashed into her mind. All of them pulses of the landscape beneath Deimos and the deer they've been following for the last hour or so. It was easy to follow Noah's and Deimos's lead with this. Just as it would have been easy for her to lead if necessary, but she was more comfortable in this position. At least for the time being. Noah's an Deimos's thoughts push into her mind, giving instructions, insights, and ideas. Cordelia snorted softly, bobbing her head at Noah's words, already beginning to shift her path to coincide with Noah's directions.
Got it. I think I can pick off at least one. She replied to both of them, picking up speed as Deimos got into position. She was already itching to strike, but she knew better than to rush. To do so now would only spook the deer.
Cordelia moves to get into position and presses the deer forward.
Got it. I think I can pick off at least one. She replied to both of them, picking up speed as Deimos got into position. She was already itching to strike, but she knew better than to rush. To do so now would only spook the deer.
Cordelia moves to get into position and presses the deer forward.
Barefoot in the wildest winter
Catching my death
Catching my death
