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RE: buried in the field beneath the marigolds - Twitch - 10/11/2025

twitch followed a few paces behind, crouched awkwardly, her belly nearly scraping the dirt. she moved with all the confidence of someone who's never learned to hunt solo and still managed to shy away from it in company—too stiff in the shoulders, ears swiveling frantic.

she glanced up only once to catch the set of his shoulders, the way he moved through the brush. it was familiar enough to sting—she wonders now if cole would’ve said anything to fill the space—she remembers that he liked to, because he knew it alleviated her nerves.

ronan said nothing at all. somehow, that was inexplicably worse. i know. she muttered, though it lacked bite. she was being careful—if only because she didn’t want to mess up whatever chance she had at a meal, to save herself from her own discomfort.

a soft rustle ahead caught her ear. she froze, muscles tight beneath her coat. through the split in the thicket stood a doe, head bowed to graze. she flicked a glance toward ronan, a silent question in her eyes. now what?

RE: buried in the field beneath the marigolds - Ronan - 10/19/2025

skill — hunter 4/5[Image: hunter.png]
a quick glance at the girl told ronan all he needed to know. she was nervous, and not at all confident in herself as a huntress. just like eliza was. ronan slowed his pace until he was beside her, shoulder barely brushing against hers. “don’t worry. you’ll do just fine.” he offered a kind smile, something to hopefully calm her nerves. “and we'll try again if anything happens. sounds good?”

another glance made him pause. he turned to look down at the girl before leaning forward to nudge her shoulder. “you're too stiff. relax a bit. you’ll scare ‘em off before we even get the chance to get close. relax a bit, everything’ll be just fine.” his voice remained gentle, kinder than usual. he had no idea why he was hellbent on helping this girl succeed, but he was. she had a life ahead of her, places to explore, people to meet. and he'd be damned if he didn't try.

and just like he hoped, tracks were quickly found within the brush. a sigh of relief left his lips as he lowered his head to sniff at the trail. “all right. let’s go. stay low and stay close.”