The perfect blue sky shimmered and sparkled as the spring breeze lifted her high above the treetops. Soaring over the forest, she enjoyed the freedom of flight before flattening out and riding the currents to where the trees met the plains.
Below the canopy, miniature figures moved into attack formation. Relying on her eagle eye to identify the disturbance they had been called to deal with, the guards had paused, waiting for her report before proceeding.
Do you see anything? Commander Borrick's voice filled her head, bringing her thoughts back to focus on the task at hand.
Some fires in the distance, near the mountain passes. I think they are camping there.
Details, Emer. I need details. Report! her commander snapped.
Sorry, sir. Details are hard to hold in my head in this form. Twenty fires - so upwards of one hundred men.
Any sign of the ones who attacked our hunting party?
No sir. Hold on. Emer circled around. Wait a moment.