Vai wouldn't have recommended that Rory wait to catch up, but the words died on her tongue when she realised that the other hunter was already hoisting the deer away. Their catch was important, that she wouldn't deny, but in a choice between losing two deer and losing a friend, Vai didn't have to think. So, moving as quickly as the snow would allow without putting herself in danger, and keeping her hunting knife out for the time being, she followed after the chickadees.
Her blue eyes were hard as she came upon the blood and the tracks, and she hissed a curse through her teeth. Rory joined her soon enough, swearing just as colourfully, and Vai leant down to examine the tracks and where they shot off across the snow. A tracker by nature, the huntress was exceedingly glad for the wintery weather and its ability to leave such clear prints.
"This could be bad..." That was an understatement. Still, Vai examined the sky as she set off after the fox tracks, oblivious to Remi's situation.
Her blue eyes were hard as she came upon the blood and the tracks, and she hissed a curse through her teeth. Rory joined her soon enough, swearing just as colourfully, and Vai leant down to examine the tracks and where they shot off across the snow. A tracker by nature, the huntress was exceedingly glad for the wintery weather and its ability to leave such clear prints.
"This could be bad..." That was an understatement. Still, Vai examined the sky as she set off after the fox tracks, oblivious to Remi's situation.
