#{} forest tracking

[venatrixarcum]

1 track found

“Well...you certainly make it easy to find you, given how much light you give out Lancer.”

[venatrixarcum]

1 track re-found

“I assume thou finds thy new quarters more befitting Saber?”

Silence, before a smile strung itself across the forest Hunters. Warm and welcoming like the autumn sunset.

“Welcome home good Hunter.”

[venatrixarcum]

1 track found

Archer curled her nose. Finding the necromancer was something a child with a keen nose could have done...honestly, the stench of death CLUNG to him. Suffocating was his shroud of death - how could Saber stand such a smell?

Though with some reluctance, she tracked the magus down.

“Thou best have good reason for wandering off, Master of Saber.” Atalanta kept her voice low, quiet - just incase Saber’s Master was on to something.

[venatrixarcum]

4 tracks found

It was hard to tell if they knew where they were going, or simply wandering round in circles. Though, needless to say the Huntress tracked down the one in question extremely quickly - following their tracks was child's play.

“I have not the faintest if thou are a fool...or simply wish for a moment of peace.”

A crack from above. Archer, standing high upon the branches overhead - she’d came as swiftly and silently as a gentle breath of wind.

“But thou wandering off alone hath caused me trouble.” Though, it seems even the wind has its edges.

[venatrixarcum]

2 tracks found

“...Those berries thou art eyeing...they are poisonous.”

[venatrixarcum]

1 track found

“If thou sought to sneak up on me...then best to silence the whirlwind thy calls breathing.”