[ghostwriter]

[open]

A hunting competition? A rather peculiar use of time, but, Stormcall could see the productivity hidden in it--training for the apprentices, a full fresh-kill pile...the austere deputy wasn't exactly one for games--her idea of a joke was making a mildly ironic statement and accompanying it with a partial smile.
Well, the fresh-kill pile did need replenishing, and should a drought every sap the river of its current, the apprentices would need to know how to hunt alternative prey--and stalking through echoing tunnels would bolster their stalking skills. Stormcall nodded briefly to herself, satisfied with this justification.
"I want to join." She announced, with serious finality.