people piss you off, some you say you love
"So I know," Aisha hummed back to Deimos, tail curling with the humor and amusements of their conversation. The conversation though as jovial and laidback as it seemed came at such a crucial point in time. As it gave way to a hunt, so did her expression to determination, to ruin.
She dared not fall behind, but into step with him, taking on the duty of tracking the fowl just as he. The scent soon became her sole intent once again, until the satisfactory warblings of a successful track caught her attention. She stopped with the general, paw held up in anticipation, her body refusing to relax and diffuse any of the excited tension. She would need it to flourish in the hunt, to take what they came for.
"As you wish," was her rumbling response, silent in the tangible world but resonant in the realm they shared. With that she slipped back into the brush, doing her best to stay hidden. Once she'd stationed herself she called out to him, "Ready."
She dared not fall behind, but into step with him, taking on the duty of tracking the fowl just as he. The scent soon became her sole intent once again, until the satisfactory warblings of a successful track caught her attention. She stopped with the general, paw held up in anticipation, her body refusing to relax and diffuse any of the excited tension. She would need it to flourish in the hunt, to take what they came for.
"As you wish," was her rumbling response, silent in the tangible world but resonant in the realm they shared. With that she slipped back into the brush, doing her best to stay hidden. Once she'd stationed herself she called out to him, "Ready."
AISHA
