Gyrfalcon's Keep to die a second death

Kun's laugh provided the reassurance that Ying had been seeking. She brushed against his shoulder once more, this time circling around to walk behind him. There were plenty of birds, as he'd already mentioned. It wasn't what Ying had in mind but a hunt was a hunt, and it would have been out of character to turn him down. Looking up at the canopy, she told her cousin, I'm shit at catching birds, but I bet I'm better than you.

She turned back with a sly smirk, one eyebrow raised as she devised a plan. Let's make a game of it, she suggested, First one to catch three birds is the winner. The flock was quite large; there were more than enough targets for the two of them. Ying continued, We'll split up. I'll go this way, you go that way. She would wait for Kun to accept or decline before beginning the hunt.