Golden Glade upon the moment i could talk, i was ordered to listen

rannoch's emotional availability was lost on sionnach. someday, she might take advantage of her father's willingness to talk things out -- but today, the girl was ready to march onto new endeavors and forget all about being sad.

while breccan was not far from her mind, his departure stung a little less now that rannoch had agreed to teach her to hunt. buoyed by this new development, sionnach excitedly scrambled to her feet and then roughly slammed on the brakes: stalking?

stalking wasn't hunting! she was about to remind rannoch of that, but then saw he was apprising her carefully. if this was a test, she'd have to tread carefully. nodding, sionnach answered with confidence: "stalking is when you follow behind someone without being detected." she announced, recalling she was great at stalking aengus when it suited her.