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A Short Hunting Trip [OTA]
🧙 WHO: Adela & OPEN
⚔️️ WHAT: There's a certain amount of pride in hunting game meat for yourself, but this hunting trip doesn't go quite that smoothly.
🕒 WHEN: Sometime in Mid-May
🗺️ WHERE: Brocéliande
⚠️ WARNINGS: The murder of many, many dust bunnies
Maybe it was that she was that she was more used to this sort of thing, but there was something relaxing about just walking through the forest. It reminded her so much of home that it was a comfort, and even if her familiar was no where in sight she felt at ease.
Granted, she wasn't there just for a stroll, if the short-bow and quiver of arrows on her person were any indication. It'd been a while since she'd had rabbit after all, and something like that should have been more than enough for one of those.
The papers occasionally caught the red head's eye as she travelled through the forest, but the sound of movement caught her attention and she pulled the hood of her cloak up, notching an arrow into the bow and crouching low. She remained still, looking towards the source of the noise and getting herself ready to shoot at what was hopefully a good-sized rabbit. Though, if it was a deer a single arrow might not be enough to do the job. And if it wasn't a game animal at all... Well, she'd think of that when she found out what made the noise.
⚔️️ WHAT: There's a certain amount of pride in hunting game meat for yourself, but this hunting trip doesn't go quite that smoothly.
🕒 WHEN: Sometime in Mid-May
🗺️ WHERE: Brocéliande
⚠️ WARNINGS: The murder of many, many dust bunnies
Maybe it was that she was that she was more used to this sort of thing, but there was something relaxing about just walking through the forest. It reminded her so much of home that it was a comfort, and even if her familiar was no where in sight she felt at ease.
Granted, she wasn't there just for a stroll, if the short-bow and quiver of arrows on her person were any indication. It'd been a while since she'd had rabbit after all, and something like that should have been more than enough for one of those.
The papers occasionally caught the red head's eye as she travelled through the forest, but the sound of movement caught her attention and she pulled the hood of her cloak up, notching an arrow into the bow and crouching low. She remained still, looking towards the source of the noise and getting herself ready to shoot at what was hopefully a good-sized rabbit. Though, if it was a deer a single arrow might not be enough to do the job. And if it wasn't a game animal at all... Well, she'd think of that when she found out what made the noise.