The earth could be felt moving close by. Something else was climbing up the rocks slow and quietly.
Was it a member of the Tribe? Or had a wild beast picked up her scent?
One of the huntresses had approached from behind and against the desert wind. Her sundarkend head peeks into sight no more then nessesary. The dark red hair looks dirty an unkempted. Her eyes as uneven as suspicion and curiousity.
Was it a member of the Tribe? Or had a wild beast picked up her scent?
One of the huntresses had approached from behind and against the desert wind. Her sundarkend head peeks into sight no more then nessesary. The dark red hair looks dirty an unkempted. Her eyes as uneven as suspicion and curiousity.