She arrived and decided that this would not be too bad. Riding her Mudbray, the knight-turned-ranger quickly spotted her junior partner. It had not taken long for this reversal of roles to happen. That probably spoke of her ability. Good. Mireille had been slightly irked to being a minor cadet at first. But it had not taken too long to get used to matters. Having to prove herself had not been too terrible.

And now she got to help such a beautiful junior. That was great already. Not that she showed much of that reaction outwardly. Mireille was a lady, after all. She could behave. As such, she casually dismounted the Mudbray in an almost casual motion. It belied a lot of experience in riding, if nothing else. And once she was on the ground, Mireille described a proper and perfect bow. “You must be Miss Murphy. I am pleased to make your acquaintance.” That was how a knight should start a new meeting off, in her opinion.

But just because she was following the lines of her favourite novels did not mean that she wasn’t genuine at the same time. “Mireille Wynter, at your service.” That, too, was part of the spiel, so she committed to the role, one hand on her chest in an effort to portray this role of sorts well. “I take it you have already spoken to the farmer, Miss Murphy?”

Good, good, the other had already extracted the important information. There were fifteen Mareep to find and return. Nothing else really mattered. She just assumed that there would not be any wild ones about. That made things easier.

Hence, she patted the Mudbray. Looking at the lady, Mireille could not help but smile. They were fairly cute together, she and that Mic. “A pleasure to meet Mic, too.” Hard not to enjoy the sight. But she did try to focus. Without further ado, she reached for another of her Pokeballs. From it emerged her Corviknight. “Good, good. We know what we are looking for and how many. Next, we have to find them.” Given that the other had acknowledged her as more experienced, she was obviously in the leader role now. That was paying it forward, really.
“I think I will take to the skies. To get a rough outline of the area and look for Mareep in the open. Did you bring communication or a mount of your own? I can lend you my Mudbray if need be. It seems to like you.” Having engaged work mode, she kept things short and concise. She had been given one of those newfangled headset-communications devices. Hopefully, the other had one too. Because that she had only one of and could not share.

But for now, she waited to organize all this. There was no reason to rush. The Mareep had been out for a while. A few more minutes would not change matters much. Better do this properly, than quickly.



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The Mudbray neighed, though it seemingly did understand, soon enough lowering itself to be mounted properly, even by an inexperienced rider. “It seems like Mudbray is okay with it,” Mirri stated. It felt a bit superfluous to say that – or anything to that matter, but she just wanted to cover her bases. She did still remember her own first times, after all.

“You should probably catch one. Ranger business is usually outdoors, covering larger areas. Best to have a swimmer, flier and something to ride.” The latter she had considered superfluous initially. But she had learned back in Galar that there were enough ruins, tunnels and caves that having one paid off.
That being said, she proceeded to do things by the book as she mounted her own Corviknight. Briefly fiddling with her own headset of sorts, she tapped it for testing on the stated frequency. “Does this come in nice and clear? Always best to check early. Once you are settled, we can go. For now, simply go with your gut until I spot something from above.”


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It seemed like she didn’t need to do or say much. The latter part was particularly positive. Mirri certainly enjoyed the gentle breeze as she rose to the skies on her steed. Just as much as she enjoyed the brief reprieve that all of this provided to begin with. After all, up here she did not have to find words but could instead simply focus on her senses, trying to get a feeling for the air currents, get a lay of the land with her eyes and take in subtle scents as she was at it.

Well, less so the latter. The air was full of the usual noises and scents that came from an area with abundant nature. It was reassuringly familiar and allowed her to cut through some of the noise, audio or visual, as she scanned for Mareep. One she did find just about at the same time as her ground-bound companion. But the latter seemed to have that under control, so Mirri did not wish to interfere.

Instead, she looked around for the others and did indeed find a few more of them. Not too far from the watering hole, indeed. Mirri decided to fly closer, for now, trying not to stir up the Mareep, just so she would not startle the one that her companion was stalking.


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