Mazikeen had not been expecting her sight to change, and had not been prepared for the emotions that would rise up when it happened - she blinked furiously, pushing those emotions away while also relishing being able to see clearly for the first time since she lost her shifting. She knew this feeling - but she had not known that this trick could be used this way. She shifts her head away from a branch that had, in fact, been a little too close for comfort and tries not to think about sunsets or anything else.
It’s actually a relief when she is back in darkness, her own next-to-useless sight in place and she exhales a small breath. “Thanks.” She manages, not wanting to be rude even if the word is a little more strangled than she cared for.
Fortunately, the topic of the monsters and their habits doesn’t allow for much space for her mind to wander - far better to focus on that instead. It’s a good topic, too, for these dark woods where she’s trying to face her fears.
Mazikeen had never paused to consider that the creatures might be here for some reason beyond just causing chaos. At his question, she nods - thoughtful, remembering those first few that she had only seen from a distance. “That’s true.” She thinks about it for another moment, considering the colt standing with her with a tilt of her head. Wondering what theories he had come to while he tried to puzzle out the monsters. She can only think of one -“Maybe they’re just waiting until they’re hungry again. Even wolves don’t hunt all the time, right?”
@[Reave]