With no one by your side
It took all of Noah's mental energy to focus on the task ahead. Korbin set to his portion of the plan, and Noah would need to work his. Distractions would leave them with nothing, and this day would be all in vain. Noah set himself in a nestle of boulders, the perfect place to hide from the eyes of the luxure and to take his shot. After some time of sitting in the rocks and waiting for the younger attuned to send the herd fleeing his direction, Noah could feel the cold biting at him. In the panic that overtook his body and the ferocity with which he had run away from the murder scene, he had sweat. Now, as he was stationary, the chill started to set in. He breathed out, trying to push the feeling of cold away.
Notching his bow and preparing, Noah listened carefully. It took some time, but eventually the sound of luxere was unmistakable. Even though it was a small herd, they nearly made the earth rumble beneath their hooves. Noah lifted his body enough to see from his vantage point. He took aim, and breathed out. Drawing, he waited and watched as the luxere crested a hill above him. They moved quickly and frantically, and he knew they had not detected him. Letting another breath out, Noah let an arrow fly. It soared through the air with a faint hiss, but was locked in on its target and too quick to avoid. It sunk deep into the chest of a luxere doe, and she fell into the snow painlessly.
Noah had never had such a clear shot.
Before he could load another arrow and shoot it, the frantic herd had scattered. Terrified bleating filled the air as Noah stood up, looking out towards the doe he had brought down. He was melancholy, but thankfulness for the creature filled his breast.
