I am a huntress {Open}

[Seven]

She dropped low, knife in hand, her gold firelizard Mai sitting low on one shoulder, her tail wrapped back along Bellatora's back and her wings helping to balance the young woman as they kept a wherry in their sites. Roast wherry wasn't her favorite, but it would do. She probably should be headed back to the Weyrhold soon for lessons and chores and what not, but the girl enjoyed being free and amongst the forests and wilderness she had grown to love. This is where she preferred to be. This is where she should be. Hunting and tracking and doing the things that had made her strong to begin with. It was part of her. And so had her clan. So was her clan. They may have been wiped out - all but a few and gone their separate ways, but the memories of those departed and of the people who had left were still with her always. She supposed some might find that a bit sappy in a way, but that didn't matter.

She took a deep breath and drew her arm back, the thin knife held between two fingers. Throwing knives. She had been practicing. She felt Mai spread her wings slightly to help steady her and she smiled. the Gold was very good at that.

One.... two... breathe... release. The knife flew through the air and struck home, though not quite where she had intended, but it did it's job. The creature was grounded. She felt Mai lift off and that unsettled her a bit, sending her tipping against a tree before she righted herself and headed towards her target, which Mai was hovering over, the rest of the wherries long since left. She struck the killing blow. It would be a feast tonight!

Without another thought, Bellatora took her game and she and her gold firelizard headed back to their camp where they would start a fire and make some roast wherry.