Juniper checked her bowstring as she waited for Deimos, her wings twitching nervously. She felt confident in her hunting prowess, usually, but a wicker woman was not a deer. The last time she'd gone after one, with Alina ... Well, they'd gotten away mostly unscathed. But all for naught: now they had to do it twice over again.
It should be all right, though, with Deimos's help. There was a quiet confidence to Halo's former general that reassured Juniper, making it odd to think that technically, she was much older than he was. Such were the nature of the long-lived Fae. But for all her years -- and they weren't many at all by Fae standards -- Juniper suspected that Deimos exceeded her in experience, not to mention raw physical strength. That experience and strength ought to prove quite useful today.
It should be all right, though, with Deimos's help. There was a quiet confidence to Halo's former general that reassured Juniper, making it odd to think that technically, she was much older than he was. Such were the nature of the long-lived Fae. But for all her years -- and they weren't many at all by Fae standards -- Juniper suspected that Deimos exceeded her in experience, not to mention raw physical strength. That experience and strength ought to prove quite useful today.
Juniper
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