Aelin Ashryver
I should be doing hw, but . . . Oh well
"We're moving at dark. You have two hours left. That's the most we can afford before moving." Farryn returned with two birds and a rabbit. Hunting wasn't something she enjoyed, but she had learned it in a short amount of time. She'd had to. Clam breathing, relaxed presence, precision. Walking with her bow over her shoulder, she sat down by Sidney and prepared the food. She didn't have much practice, but she'd seen what they did in the palace kitchen. She'd never had never done it herself. Still, she knew that she had to do to make them edible.
