Scent of Flowers
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ooc Sorry I didn't post yesterday, I was totally exhausted after work. WC 300+


The Russian wasn’t looking for trespassers today – at least, not actively like she did on her patrols, but find one she would, as fate had deemed for her. That afternoon Liliya thought she might do a bit of productive relaxation and went fishing. It was a task that she was skilled at and would benefit her people immensely, whilst lolling the hard working woman in a moment of leisure. The waters were growing cold but that hardly did anything to the rushing Pictou; the fish almost seemed to prefer it now. So there she spent her afternoon, baiting lines and catching fish. When she had three fattened, scaly floppers, she decided to call it a success and pack up.

Relaxed, Liliya wasn’t on the look out for strangers as she rolled up her poles and strung the fish together. She fit the poles into a sling on her back and slung the slimy fish over one shoulder, her other hand lugging the fishing net she decided not to use. Her thoughts wandered as she paced away from the river, but it wasn’t long until her senses prickled at the edges of her consciousness and she suddenly became distinctly aware of something amiss.

Liliya stopped, her flat gray eyes peering around but she did not see anyone. She sidled over to a rock and set the fish down, all senses on the alert. Someone was nearby, she couldn’t see them, but she could tell by the stillness of life in the area. Ears flicked, nose twitched. Not only was someone trespassing in Salsoa but the fact that Liliya had a fresh bounty to protect was additional offense.

With the fish set aside she could not focus on her nose, the acrid kills not drowning out the sense anymore. She worked and finally caught the scent of something misplaced… something canine. Her hackles prickled and lip crumpled back in annoyance as she carefully paced the steps the intruder had taken before, drawing her entrails-encrusted gutting knife from her waist band.

“Whoever is there show yourself now.” She demanded in her thick Russian accent. “You are trespassing on Salsoa ground. Comingk out now vhould be the only smart thingk you have done today.”

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