Eccelisa heard the giggling, causing her hand to pause in the stroking. The beast, loosing interest in the petting, ambled off. Her dark eyebrows frowned in confusion at what Dasavi was saying.<br/><br/>"Chasing? No, can't be... Too slow..." she thought out loud to herself, though it was doubtless that the other two had heard her. Crouching down, she skimmed on the balls of her feet quickly and silently. An arrow was notched in her bow before her mind had regestered it. Ducking behind a thick tree, she perceved the war scarred beast, it seemed almost lonely. Why was that?