Noctisardor Bypass Is still directed as a drama

A smirk was painted across her features as she watched Slug figure it out. The drive to hunt, to do things. It boded well. But there were many things that she had yet to learn. This was one of those times, because despite more inquisitive searching about, Slug wasn't quite making the progress needed. So, Arbiter would give things a bit of a nudge in the right direction.

A moment more, just in case. But no. Leverage, was her statement-answer. She leaned forward, delicately grabbing the end of one stick that was within the outer weave of the pile, and waggling it just enough to show how some others moved as well. A smaller twig bounced on down a few inches. Even if she yanked it free, it wouldn't have done too much, but that was why Arbiter had chosen the one she had.

She stepped back again, to give room -- so, what would that do?