Two Rivers Isle Just for a minute, the silver forked sky

Ulrich could tell by his wife's glance at him that she was feeling unsure of herself, but he remained silence, only pursing his lips at her as a reminder that he would not help. There might come a time when he couldn't help, when she would be forced to hunt alone, or to lead a hunt without him, and she must learn to have more confidence in herself and her skills.

They were growing closer to the bird(s?) and he followed her lead as she slunk carefully and low to the ground. Far be it from him to be the one to ruin this hunt. He hardly dared to breathe, fearing any small noise would give them away even in this fog and startle their prey into the air, where it would become impossible to catch.