Alys Glasse
Alys pursed her lips at the mention of singing. Whether it would help her get closer to the creatures or not, she was not about to burst into song. Still, she longed to get closer, if even for a minute, and so she wavered on the edge of indecision - until Deimos mentioned the ursur.
Her eyes snapped back to her mentor (?), a frown creasing her brow. Though generally not one to involve herself where it wasn't needed, she did quite like animals, and she would hate to see these mauled by an ursur before her eyes. "Is it after the herd?" she asked softly. Then, hesitantly: "Could we scare it away?" A feral grin lit her face. "I've been practicing my illusions. I could distract it, if I could get close enough." And if Deimos was willing to help her hunt the beast. Though she had intentions to learn to protect herself, she had yet to begin, and she would be no match for an ursur on her own.
Her eyes snapped back to her mentor (?), a frown creasing her brow. Though generally not one to involve herself where it wasn't needed, she did quite like animals, and she would hate to see these mauled by an ursur before her eyes. "Is it after the herd?" she asked softly. Then, hesitantly: "Could we scare it away?" A feral grin lit her face. "I've been practicing my illusions. I could distract it, if I could get close enough." And if Deimos was willing to help her hunt the beast. Though she had intentions to learn to protect herself, she had yet to begin, and she would be no match for an ursur on her own.
