310 sheeps... 311 sheeps... 312 sheeps...
Avery spun her golden pistol in hand lazily, head lolled back against the trunk of the tree she'd been in for quite a while. Sitting atop a branch, she could make a out a few silhouettes from a distance - those of grimms - yet she couldn't be bothered to climb down and hunt them. The only reason she was here was due to a search and destroy mission that she was once again too lazy to do. The girl had already built quite the track record of hunts in her first few months of stay in the academy. They wouldn't mind if she came back empty-handed now. Maybe.
She spared a glance at her watch; still an hour before sun down.
"Three hundred fifteen-- gah! I'm bored!" Avy exclaimed and stood up on the branch, amber hair fluttering lightly with the breeze as she began dusting off her 'battle skirt' and off-shoulder top that she always wore during hunts.
Waaait.. at this time of the day, surely I'm not the only one out here for a hunt... which means...
A wicked grin curved on her lips and she jumped to the next tree, moving through the tree branches and scanning the ground for people to pick on for fun. Why the need to hunt grimms if she could hunt people to bully instead?
Avery spun her golden pistol in hand lazily, head lolled back against the trunk of the tree she'd been in for quite a while. Sitting atop a branch, she could make a out a few silhouettes from a distance - those of grimms - yet she couldn't be bothered to climb down and hunt them. The only reason she was here was due to a search and destroy mission that she was once again too lazy to do. The girl had already built quite the track record of hunts in her first few months of stay in the academy. They wouldn't mind if she came back empty-handed now. Maybe.
She spared a glance at her watch; still an hour before sun down.
"Three hundred fifteen-- gah! I'm bored!" Avy exclaimed and stood up on the branch, amber hair fluttering lightly with the breeze as she began dusting off her 'battle skirt' and off-shoulder top that she always wore during hunts.
Waaait.. at this time of the day, surely I'm not the only one out here for a hunt... which means...
A wicked grin curved on her lips and she jumped to the next tree, moving through the tree branches and scanning the ground for people to pick on for fun. Why the need to hunt grimms if she could hunt people to bully instead?