[Lethe glanced at the tracks and nodded, resuming her quiet stalk. With the forest waking up and farmers starting to tend to their fields, there was quite a bit of bird activity. Those pigeons Lethe had flushed wouldn't be the only ones around, let alone pheasants or quail.
She kept pace with Barbara, though drifted off to the left somewhat so they'd have a better chance of trapping prey in a pincer between them.]
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She kept pace with Barbara, though drifted off to the left somewhat so they'd have a better chance of trapping prey in a pincer between them.]