Hunt Leader Calls [Open]
Grim Eyes still didn't understand how these things worked - to her, it seemed like if it wasn't real, she shouldn't be able to smell it. You couldn't smell anything in a dream, and as far as she was concerned the Sensoriums were just an overly elaborate dream. With smells. That could hurt you if you let them.
But, as with most things that she didn't fully understand, she left the figuring out part to people with more interest in figuring it out and used the parts that benefited her as she saw fit. To this end, as she stepped into the Sensoriums, her ears twitched when it changed itself seamlessly into the Tribe's territory.
She took her spear over to the nearest rock and began the laborious process of sharpening it. It hadn't had a decent sharpening since she came aboard this confounded ship, and if she was going to be hunting, she was going to need it. As she ground it against the stone she hummed the methodical, repetitive tune of the Tribe sending their hunters off to provide.
She was probably the last person in the universe who knew it, now.
But, as with most things that she didn't fully understand, she left the figuring out part to people with more interest in figuring it out and used the parts that benefited her as she saw fit. To this end, as she stepped into the Sensoriums, her ears twitched when it changed itself seamlessly into the Tribe's territory.
She took her spear over to the nearest rock and began the laborious process of sharpening it. It hadn't had a decent sharpening since she came aboard this confounded ship, and if she was going to be hunting, she was going to need it. As she ground it against the stone she hummed the methodical, repetitive tune of the Tribe sending their hunters off to provide.
She was probably the last person in the universe who knew it, now.