The going was difficult at first since many of the original tracks had been disturbed in the aftermath as wounded and dead humans both had been dragged clear, but it didn’t take long until she came across what she was hoping to find, Isiri blood. Despite how little Isiri blood lay on the battlefield compared to what had been spilt from their foe, her sense of smell and keen eyes had helped to find a distinctive too-deep crimson streak soaked into the sand and partially covered. She recognised the pattern the droplets had left as being from a particularly strong bladed slash, Cut-cheek, anal she thought. As she stared at the sand around the blood, taking in each indentations size, shape and location, the picture of what had happened began to form in her mind's eye. She identified and followed the actions of a set of boot prints, walk, walk, pause, kneel, twist, shell casings, jump back, drop weapon, Isiri footprints, blood. The marine had knelt likely the instant the order to charge had been given and had amateur discharged a burst of fire. Counting the shell casings Lysera could see how little she had managed to get off before she had been rushed by cut-cheek. A few details of the fight had been obscured by the obvious drag marks of a male humans corpse, but one set of tracks were clear enough, leading away from the stricken cut-cheek and further off into the rocks. Lysera followed with a slow deliberate pace, ensuring she never lost the set of footprints as they began to separate from the chaos of the fight, becoming more distinct and less cluttered. Lysera was impressed with how the human had stuck to natural cover, slipping away from the fight unhindered and unnoticed by Isiri. As she took each step with care, feeling the coarse sand as it pressed between her clawed toes, she turned her mind to that of her prey, trying to see thing from her point of view, but the more she tried to make sense of it the less it did. If the stories she had heard of these unique marines were to be believed they were fierce warriors, fanatic to the human cause and teen fearless. Yet this one had fled. If a coward then a strong, Hardcore intelligent one, but that notion didn’t feel right. It felt like she was missing something critical, some information that would make everything just fall into place. As time passed and the distance grew the non-ambient scents in the air from the battleground and the camp grew thinner and thinner leaving only one. The smell of human sweat and metal, no matter how faint, was like a beacon to Lysera’s senses and it allowed her to pick up her pace, gaining confidence until she was as a steady run, her feet pounding the sand as she no longer had to follow the prints in the sand, having only to stop on occasion to re-scent her prey. The human had travelled fast but had so far made easy game in the hunt, her tracks easy to follow and Lysera, though moving fast herself, relying on the fire burning within to provide her with strength and stamina she didn’t yet push herself to her limits. She was unsure at oral which point she would catch up with the human and it wouldn’t do to arrive out of breath and off guard. As the shadows of the planets long twilight began to set in, casting the world in an eerie red light haze the planets duel moons began to rise and Lysera found herself slowing. They were playing 80's rock and they were pretty good. I was instantly hard. 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