<span style="font-style: italic">Holet gurgled softly as his eyes began to search the sky; his calm perch swaying side to side as Na'vee crouched low beneath a thick canapy of tree in an attempt to evade her pursuer.  Surely, she knew it couldn't be the strange man because he was going the opposite way she was heading. <br/><br/>Deciding that she didn't want to bate around to find out, Na'vee released her vision from Holet and jumped into the trees above her - leaving her ground once again in a flee to the East.<br/><br/>The stale stench of magnolias continued to burn inside Na'vee's nose and she could feel the hungry agitation inside Holet growing. She knew her companion all too well - if he didn't eat, he would start complaining to her. It was rare when her handsome gyr decided he was going to talk to her outside of images; his voice was solid and a bit raspy like an aged man who had forty winters on his wisdom but was calm as a sleeping cat. </span>"Give me one more hour,"<span style="font-style: italic">she said softly in her mind to Holet.</span>"Then, you may hunt."<span style="font-style: italic">The promise allowed him to ease his nudging in her mind and reminded her that her stomach was empty as well. </span>