Hushed Willows in the hollow heartland

He pressed on and on, eyes forward and ears flicking to and fro. "Gotta wait for them to come down, or make them.." he replied, wishing it could be done as easily as just running them down. He tried to understand the places that brought them down but.. easier said than done. "I'm still trying to figure that out, exactly.." he sighed, because that was one big work in progress that a little more experience might carve into something more earnest. "I watched Buchanan do it once, and it just worked. He made it look really easy..." the dark Ostrega explained. The mechanics of the hunt were the same, but aerial prey's added skills dialed it up to hard mode for him still.

Silas moved their path on to slightly warmer trails, content enough to chit chat -- so long as he could keep at least a good portion of the topics related to the hunt. He was in slowly improving spirits, and whether or not they actually found anything, he eventually didn't mind. The distraction, some easy company, and he got plenty.

an end bc old but <3