i’ve learned it’s useful to be more than one thing,she called lightly.
but yes. scribe suits me just fine, your grace.
she slowed as the marsh thickened, lowering her frame to let the stems swallow her outline. a pair of ducks murmured somewhere ahead, hidden but not well enough. she angled sideways instead of forward, circling to cut off the waterline where they’d try to bolt. she'd allow him the first lunge this time around.
