Pretend this is real for a while

vervain Vervain smiled as she watched the hawk swoop into a seamless dive, perfectly executed even in the Deepfrost chill. In truth she was a bit jealous of Remi and his ability to fly, to feel so close to the winds. Her own magic in that element had waned since their arrival in this place - Vai didn't even feel in tune with it as she had done once. It was those thoughts that drifted through her mind as she jogged towards the edge of the Woodland, the going getting easier once she was amongst the foliage. From there she slowed to a creep, all too aware of the volume of her footsteps on the frozen, curled leaves and brittle twigs. So when a deer went bolting by out of the blue, close enough to grab if Vai had wanted, she was a little perturbed. No Remi either, but hunting instinct had kicked in before she could realise that properly, and Vervain unleashed an arrow after the fleeing creature. It flew a little wide and pranged off a nearby tree, drawing a curse from her lips, and she spun around in anticipation of a hawk (or a lion) in pursuit. When none came, she frowned. "Remi?" she called, crunching her way back the deer had come, eyes peeled for any sign of him. She'd heard his screech - that turned out to be the only way to track him, in the end. Spotting the heap of feathers on the snowy forest floor, her eyes widened and she picked up her pace to lean down beside him. "Shit - are you okay? Did you get snagged by something again?"