They were just about to leave the sanctity of the cistern, until Nirayane paused forgetting something, or rather someone.  With a whistle, nearly echoing off every moss covered wall of the hideout, she called to her other hunting companion.  The hawk was perched on the table picking at a small rat he caught earlier and was swallowing some of the meaty morsels down his gullet, until he returned with a screech and flapped his wings taking to the air, flying past the other guild members and Hotarubi before landing on Nira's outstretched arm.  She scratched Dmitri lightly under his beak and petted his head with a wry smile crossing her lips.  [i]Now we can go.[/i]  A short nod to the other archer and off they went with Nirayane pulling her hood of wolf fur over her head and pushing back her shimmering sapphire hair behind her pointed ears, revealing her eyes of amethyst.

There were many ways in and out of the guild's infamous hideaway under Ivek, from just simply dropping into the sewers by one of the many aqueducts and tunnels that bristled and snaked below the cobblestone streets, or for a more discreet approach, there were the few secret entrances spaced about the [url=http://i49.tinypic.com/2d1wqjk.jpg]surrounding forest[/url], and it was through one of these doors Nirayane and the other girl, human no less, emerged from.  Aye and how beautiful it was for an evening hunt.  The [url=http://images.forwallpaper.com/files/images/c/cd4f/cd4fe7f7/154100/night-moon-forest-zvezdy-nebo.jpg]Moon of Veralyn[/url] hung high in the sky and the Earth Mother's children were at play through the forest, cute rabbits, squirrels and other tiny creatures frolicking about the grounds covered in dead autumn leaves, but small game they were compared to what Nirayane was out for this night, deer, elk, maybe a moose or two if she was feeling brave, a test of skill it would be to the other archer as well.  After all, for Nirayane any could hit a standing target, but the true showing of prowess was chasing a wild beast.

Pulling an arrow from her leather quiver and nocking it, she nodded for the other girl to follow her and have her bow ready as well, for in the thick, ephemeral mist of the woods she could hear it from afar, the clip-clopping of hooves...south of them.  [i]Tonight, we shall feast upon your bounty, Lady of the Hunt.[/i]