Blackfoot Forest blood & iron

Was he following her deep in to the forest, or were they moving out to the meadow? He could not tell; his focus was on the way she moved, which was different from before, as if she had made her steps heavy to goad him out of hiding much like the foxes with their high voices; now as they ran her weighted movements became more practiced, and Revui was startled.

He blungeoned his way through the forest and could do nothing else—but somehow this woman was versed enough in the hunt to become pantherine, seeking out the chaos of the many shrieking vermin without disturbing much. He followed after, at least until she moved in a sudden arc and left Revui to race headlong through the scaffold of trees.