Snippet #2546053

The raging winds outside of the dark tent were louder than Ashley could think. She shook her head and brought the cigarette to her lips. She took a long drag as bangs fell in her face. She blew the smoke in front of her with a sigh. Ashley was getting real tired of this place. She'd been here for far to long. She'd practically forgotten why she was here. She brought her cigarette up to her lips for another drag. 'Such a pain...' She kept thinking this and shook her head.

She blew the smoke out the corner of her mouth, and left the cigarette just hang from her lips. She stood up and walked over to a sheet that was covering her beloved Rifle. She pulled the sheet off, and held it on her hand. Lagiacris, the sniper of crystal that never misses in her hands. A smirk rose to the frail woman's lips. The hair that once covered her face was now shaken off. She admired her weapon with her light green eyes.

Ashley covered her weapon once more and moved to walk outside the tent. As soon as she exited she felt the cold winds bash against her body. This brought forth a shiver, but one last drag from her Cigarette shook that off. She held out her arm and closed her eyes. Through dark eyes, lit with green surroundings she saw something approaching her. Then it landed on her arm and looked at her expecting a treat. The woman opened her eyes and chuckled. She pat her hawk with a small hand and turned around to go inside. "You hungry Barnobus?" She spoke in a tired, but gentle voice. This question brought a joyed yell from the animal and she turned to the rations pack. She unzipped the top most hole in her pack. She pulled a cold, dead rat from the back. She casually picked it up and tossed it over to Barnobus the hawk, who happily gobbled it and tore it apart.

Ashley went to pick up another Cigarette and wait for the call from command to make a move, or come home for something exciting. Because she was currently bored beyond help. She wanted so very badly, to shoot something.