Sleepy Fox Hollow tropfen blut

Tierra hadn’t quite gotten out on her trip yet but she was planning to soon. It wasn’t like it was urgent, and there was a ton of stuff to do here, right? Besides - it was, like, super friggin hot out. Muggy days were pretty much the absolute worst.

Her ears pricked up at Mahler’s call and for a moment she considered not going. Then she remembered he was pretty old and kinda rickety, probably, and she wasn’t that disrespectful. She probably shouldn’t leave gramps to hunt for himself.

When she showed up she was glad she had, because the only other one here was some guy she didn’t know. Oh, and crying boy, but… did he count? Could he hunt?

Whatevs. Tierra waltzed her way up to Mahler and grinned, looking past to see if she could spot what he was looking at. What’s on the menu, boss?

Whatever it was, she was definitely going to look good taking part in this hunt. These boys would be totally falling over themselves to get on her good side after!