Duck Lake I tell you that I'm thinking about,

Elowen met his gaze, a faint smile tugging at her lips as she set the duck aside at his paws, caught somewhere between his playful tone and the thrill of the hunt still humming in her veins. She was surprised by how easily he pulled her along with his energy, his relaxed confidence a far cry from the careful, solitary approach she was used to.

A small, playful smile crept onto her face as she glanced toward the circling flock. "I suppose a little more wouldn’t hurt," she hummed, an edge of coyness lacing her tone. "After all, it’s not every day I get to hunt with an expert."

Her gaze flickered back to him, warmth shining through her quiet confidence. With a quick nod, she turned, her shoulders tense with anticipation, ready for the next burst of speed. "Let’s see if you can keep up." she said, her voice a little lower, steady and sure.