Ouroboros Spine Springtime Air

The multi toned Keyni did not consider herself to be a perfect hunter. But she had obvious potential to fit the role well. Only that it wasn't one she had taken a deep interest in. Her specialty was more about being in touch with the land. Your environment and all lifeforms within it and ultimately understanding them. Such knowledge, once attained, could easily extend and tie into the art of a hunter, letting the two roles interweave together. Maybe her real potential was un-tapped, yet to be revealed. Maybe all it would take was working more closely with Adrastus and his hunters, to find out.

Her own beliefs, should she be asked, in regards to genders and roles, would not mirror those that men were more suited for hunting. Keyni was gentle, humble and soft. But she was also strong, fierce and had strong opinions of her own. Not the type that would allow herself to be classified into one category or another just because she was a woman. If challenged, she would make her point, but not without blatantly disrespecting opposing views or thoughts of others.

"Lead the way." She replied pleasantly, interested to see him at work. To put his techniques into action. When she rose to join him and fell in step by his side, her movements were loose and relaxed. She even went so far as to occasionally let her flank gently bump against his. Small but significant little cues of her natural comfort around him. Of the synchrony she already sensed between them.
She paused several times, stopping to test the direction of the wind, keeping one eye on the herd at all times. Even from their considerable distance, she kept her footing light, head tipped down subtly in a display of heightened intensity.