Nova Peak i'm blue

For @Blue !

Judging by the enthusiasm with which she attacked the job given to her, Bazi presumed that Blue would have counted the Hogbelly population within the day. The morning after, blissfully free of nausea for once, Bazi set out to find her newest recruit.

It was raining, but very little of the weather ever reached the forest floor. Bazi shuffled quietly through the needles, listening to the gentle hiss of the mid-March shower with angled ears. The self-appointed huntress had left a faint scent trail here, but Bazi could not tell if it was recent. The air beneath the trees was thick with the smell of decay and pine, and she was having to re-train her nose to filter it all out.