“ glad i could provide a suitable nickname. ” he definitely was. she’d stick every swordsman’s name to him over his own almost every time. ahvine’s always been more fond of nicknames, seeing as her own name was rarely muttered in all two of her past lives : some unsavory, sure … most unsavory, really. truth be told, as stupid as previous actions made themselves out to be, she could appreciate and acknowledged his strenghts. albeit, she was rarely outward, a quick ‘nice work’ or smirk sent his direction with a nod following suit. she was never fantastic with words, always an action type of woman. his fiddling didn’t go unnoticed, rather unmentioned for the moment. eyes darted over, “ this dreary forest is where we’re going to spend most hours of the day, believe it or not. ” she paused, shrugging, “ rather, i will. if you continue to join me after this lesson is completely up to you. ”
a snort escaped as their mutual confusion over the dwarven language. shake of her head as she let snickers subside, a slight smile perked at her glossed lips : “ well, unlike khuzdul or related dialect, i understand this lexicon. ” she always felt smarter than she was using longer words than her usual slurred together ideas. believe it or not : there’s negative side effects to dying more than once. her head was full of fuzz most of the time, silence being the only thing that would coax her out of a buzzed state. the ability to only listen to the stillness of the forest was what saved her. finger on the dirt dragged, “ see here, this set’s deeper than the others : it stayed here for a while, ate some grass, i can only assume, ” she circled front and back hooves of the track, “ female deer. their hoof heels are closer together than a males. shouldn’t be too far from here. ”
Restrained sighs escaped him at the mention of more time to be spent in the forest, he wasn’t looking forward to the myriad of insects invading his personal space; disgusting creatures, were he not an arm lesser he’d risk a spell to wipe the from existence. But he wasn’t striding through the thick foliage for natures sake, it wasn’t a secret he followed up on the woman’s facetious offers to display ‘how a real hunter works’ as a ploy to spend more time with her, then again, he wasn’t ever subtle with his interest in her. “and what ? leave a lady alone in this decrepit wildland ? hark, perish the thought” he spoke with confidence, despite them both knowing she was by far the most capable of the two.
Ah, a laugh, he thought to himself, grinning himself as he positioned himself next to her, squatting down to examine the foreign markings for himself. he took pride in being able to crack her serious facade, ahvine always seemed a bit glum, but dense as he was; he did notice she seemed more relaxed out tracking prey than anywhere else they had happened to be stuck together. he didn’t plan on complaining too much, she deserved the downtime. “oh... you mean a doe ?” vocabulary flex, “y’know. a female deer... like the song... do re me...” he could feel the joke flounder in his chest, yikes, switch gears quan. “uh, anyway. the deer. what’s the plan there ? follow it or something ?”
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