Moonspear 起死回生

Hydra nodded to him; he remembered several of the important parts, which was good. Today they would focus on but one piece of that. Today, you will stalk, Antares, she informed, and properly. Her ears swiveled atop her head as she moved alongside him now, crouching low. There is no cover to stalk in here, but that does not matter. Our coats blend well enough with shadow and stone; keep to that, when you are able, she advised, if there is nothing else. Now, begin—stalk toward your quarry, she prompted, gesturing toward the thing she had brought for her children to eat. She wanted to see how well he could do it without further advisement; was it instinctual, she wondered? Or was it learned?