The wind fighting against her. The air was so much fresher here. There were no crowds. Just Zev, and prey. She had been running for maybe an hour. She had come here to hunt Grimm, but was distracted by the sheer appeal of the area. It felt free. She had spent an eternity leaping from tree to tree, doing cartwheels, front flips, and whatever else she could acrobatically.
Finally she fell to the ground, her chest heaving for air, a giddy grin plastered to her face. She closed her eyes to enjoy the sun. She was laying on a hill in the middle of an opening now. A speck of bright blue in a sea of relaxing green. It wasn't an idea place in a hunt, but it was certainly comfortable.
Finally she fell to the ground, her chest heaving for air, a giddy grin plastered to her face. She closed her eyes to enjoy the sun. She was laying on a hill in the middle of an opening now. A speck of bright blue in a sea of relaxing green. It wasn't an idea place in a hunt, but it was certainly comfortable.