Ankyra Sound do you mind crouching down a little bit so i look taller.

Birds? He leaned himself away from Yami and peered at the surroundings, noticing a plethora of birds coasting in the warmer air high over the sea, but a few gulls occupying themselves in the grass a good distance away. One was a touch closer, but was just reconnecting with the rest of its flock - likely a missed target.

The tone of Yami's voice didn't hold an ounce of defeat and that was a good sign. Whether it was genuine was another question, but Firefly wasn't apt enough to notice. They both watched the birds for a few moments before the man shrugged his broad shoulders, feeling the pinch of the knotted scars shifting.

The trick is to ignore the birds, which sounded counter-intuitive. Go after some prey by not going after it? He glanced at her to watch for reactions, but continued regardless: They're lazy, they liked to scavenge the beach for shit we leave behind or for shells, sometimes the shells have food. Instead of running right at them you have to fake them out. Easier said than done, but it was a strategy nonetheless. Act like you've found something better than them, and they'll be stupid enough to get close. They want food too but they never want to work for it.

Hopefully it made sense. He could show her but - the prospect of failing after giving such sage advice would defeat the lesson.