Qeya River teach

attn @Veksar

the earth here was quiet, save for the distant murmur of the river and the occasional rustling of unseen creatures. somewhere in this vast stretch of saatsine land, veksar waited. or wandered. she wasn’t sure which, but she had been given orders.

teach him.

sun eater had spoken, and she would obey, though she would not waste time on a man unworthy of the lessons she carried. he had called himself a hunter. she would see the truth of that soon enough.

her sharp gaze roamed the landscape as she ascended a small rise, the jagged edges of stone peeking through frost. she stilled at the crest, scanning below, ears twitching to every shift of movement.

then, she called.

veksar.

not warm. not cold. merely expectant.

if he was a true hunter, he would hear her. and if he was worthy of his place, he would come.