This Axe is Dull..

She watched the trees fall over, very satisfied as she breathed a deep breath of cool air, waiting for the world to fall silent again. And then, a giggle. Behind her? No, back towards camp. Sound moved differently in the snow, after all, muffled, amplified by nothing but the cold.

Kaczor grinned, and turned, walking back towards the camp, and easily catching the trail of foot prints until they vanished into the shadows. So, that was how it was going to be, mm?

The simple of it was to go back to camp, and let Ella come to her, but the hunter, the times she had spent with her father, came back, and she had started to lay her trap already.

Ella couldn't move in the direction of the fallen trees now, the ground was too muddy, and there were no more shadows there for her to hide in. Mud would track and give her the most recent trail to follow. All she had to do now, was continue to take out parts of the tree line, until Kaczor pushed Ella into the small thicket that held the stump her wife had shown her images of.

So she worked, systematically, seemingly random, in her destruction, cutting off paths of retreat, and shadows to hide in, little by little.

@Novella Tilani