Shy Deer Steppes Nobody's soldier

sorry for the wait on this!!

Authority, she felt his presence before she saw him, himself. He commanded a certain intensity to his very step, forcing the air to still, the birds to stop singing; and all of this, all of it should've told her not to dig deeper, not to stay and instead to go, just go.

This was how it started in the first place, trust placed where it shouldn't have been.

Synder's gold eyes held him in dangerous curiosity. Worse, cunning beneath it all. She could use, just as she could be used.

She clambered down the small slope with a surprising bit of precision, every thought, one spared to each mechanism at use; her balance remained to her and she caught up to walk alongside him, in the shadow he cast on one side.

Have you found anything? She picks a moment to shatter the silence, an unusual lightness to her step today, one unhaunted by the cruel sear of pain in a wound that had been around longer than it hadn't.