I'll leave my love hidden in the sun
The great quiet that rested over the plains was a soothing balm to the girl's frazzled thoughts. Before long, she found herself breathing easier and by the time trees began to dot the horizon, she was almost cheerful again. Enough to start feeling the thrill of this adventure. A hunt... she had never gone on one before. Never killed anything, or aided in such a thing. Part of her rejected the idea on emotional grounds, while a calmer, more practical side of her accepted that food was food. If they did not make a meal of whatever waited in the thicket up ahead, something else still would. Being bound to a dragon and used to partaking in his thoughts also helped.
It was Umbra who led the way when the mountain lioness directed them to go around. Seren made herself lighter, only a little bit, and jogged with long, flowing steps that barely made a dent in the snow until Hotaru disappeared from sight. Her dragon was a silent figure ahead of her, guiding the way while barely beating a wing. Silent and focused, his mind showed her what it was to be on the prowl. To let eyes dart about for signs of movement, while ears tuned in to everything that was not ones own breath or heartbeat.
Once they had reached halfway around, the dragon veered in towards the thicket. They shared a glance... and then both dragon and girl erupted. Shouting and roaring, rushing and beating the bushes and shrubs, they could probably be heard for miles around. And in the shattering stillness, many small creatures burst from their covers; fleeing in terror of the assault.
Seren had no time to see what it was; only that the critters were small and white, and kept low to the ground as they escaped in the direction of waiting death.
It was Umbra who led the way when the mountain lioness directed them to go around. Seren made herself lighter, only a little bit, and jogged with long, flowing steps that barely made a dent in the snow until Hotaru disappeared from sight. Her dragon was a silent figure ahead of her, guiding the way while barely beating a wing. Silent and focused, his mind showed her what it was to be on the prowl. To let eyes dart about for signs of movement, while ears tuned in to everything that was not ones own breath or heartbeat.
Once they had reached halfway around, the dragon veered in towards the thicket. They shared a glance... and then both dragon and girl erupted. Shouting and roaring, rushing and beating the bushes and shrubs, they could probably be heard for miles around. And in the shattering stillness, many small creatures burst from their covers; fleeing in terror of the assault.
Seren had no time to see what it was; only that the critters were small and white, and kept low to the ground as they escaped in the direction of waiting death.
For when the darkness comes
SEREN
