Maybe somethin' in th' storm is lurin' them in? This is th' land of th' fae, so I wouldn't be surprised...
[She rubs her chin, looking at the goshawk in Diarmuid's arms. At one point she had, briefly, considered sending a tracking rune after one of the birds that had flown away but decided it wouldn't be worth her time. Merida shakes her head at the question, smiling softly.]
Not at all. I might hunt many but if they're frozen, there will be no game in th' comin' spring. [She scratches her cheek though.] I'm not sure how much of a guide I can be since I'm only a novice, but I can try.
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[She rubs her chin, looking at the goshawk in Diarmuid's arms. At one point she had, briefly, considered sending a tracking rune after one of the birds that had flown away but decided it wouldn't be worth her time. Merida shakes her head at the question, smiling softly.]
Not at all. I might hunt many but if they're frozen, there will be no game in th' comin' spring. [She scratches her cheek though.] I'm not sure how much of a guide I can be since I'm only a novice, but I can try.