as the crow flies

Vesper · 07-17-2012, 07:43 PM

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378 → Lupus. Nothing happens in this post. :|

Vesper trotted northeast through the mountain paths, winding her way up to higher elevations and back down again on a constant, twisting track. Her nose nearly skated the ground at times, sniffing and snorting in the wet dirt, but even though her head was down and therefore her eyes weren’t on her surroundings, she didn’t worry. Presently there was a pair in the sky, and the shadow of the large raven marked her progress as it draped over her lithe, scarred body.

Stark had not asked why she was heading into the mountains; he’d only accompanied her silently when she set off. She had half an idea that he knew what she was looking for, anyway. He’d always been more perceptive than her, and that was saying something.

At any rate, the Centurion had been troubled ever since meeting the coydog archer. She wasn’t sure what it was that had bothered her (other than him almost killing Stark, despite his insistence that he had great aim), but she wanted to track him down and…and do something.

Maybe bite him until he squealed like a girl. Or ask him what kind of punk he thought he was. As if she cared.

The woman traveled further east through the mountains, stopping only briefly when her companion complained of the rain; it had been drizzling on and off for the past hour or so. After it had let up and the bird managed to ruffle his feathers into some semblance of dryness, they went onward, silent and questing or watching.

At some point, Ves lost the scent; it was too muddy and wet, and there weren’t any other signs that the kid has passed by. She sighed, shoulders slackening, and turned back in the direction of home thoughtfully when Stark croaked. It was an innocuous enough sound, but it set her on alert as her angular head lifted to point at his dark body, circling overhead.

Crows, the raven said distastefully. Seeing more, thinking, but crows flying near here.

Vesper snorted. What’s the difference between a raven and a crow? she asked, and her partner glared at her, not deigning to answer a question that was so beneath him. He only continued to circle and peer suspiciously off in the distance.

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