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A shadow fell upon the young Viera. From the corner of her eye, she saw the dark figure in silhouette with the sun casting a halo of light around her. Katrine turned quickly toward the figure a wide smile on her face as she spun both body and rod toward the Wood Warder. However, the swiftness of her action coupled with nervous, sweaty palms caused the rod to slip from her grasp and fall softly into the grass at the other’s feet.
Katrine stared wide-eyed at the fallen rod for a moment before sheepishly glancing up at Eirza. Her ears drooped mildly in embarrassment but a small smirk stayed on her face. She bent to scoop up the rod and then took a step back. She placed it across her shoulder blades and rested her hands atop it. Everyone else in the Viera community moved with grace and slowness, taking a great amount of time to do anything. That just was not Katrine’s style. She was loud, fast and just a little bit clumsy.
“Yes.” She replied, a little too loudly - then more softly. “Yes..I’m Katrine.”
She had been dreaming of this day since Adeline had caught the bunny last year, bragging about the part she had played in the capture of the elusive creature. Katrine had little doubt that she would be the one to ultimately capture it this time but she had not expected to be the only one going.
“It’s.. just me?” She questioned, her elbows slowly lowering as her confidence in the situation waned. There were usually quite a few in search of the bunny. After all, it only came once every seven years and its capture was the only way to earn the full salve-maker title. It was disconcerting that none but the Wood Warden would join her on the hunt.
Regardless, she would not miss her chance at tracking and capturing the creature. Her heart pounded with adrenaline and the wide grin returned to her face. She swung the rod down from her shoulders and then thrust it up into the air with a whoop.
“Let’s do this.”
After her outburst, she clapped a hand over her mouth. If they were going to catch the bunny, she would need to be a little quieter. It was a skittish creature she had been told and would flee at the smallest disturbance. She laughed softly behind her hand before removing it and following Eirza into the woods.