Out in the Woods, Camelot, Saturday Afternoon

[bitch_prince]

There were days where hunting meant one thing, and days where hunting meant quite another. The former did not involve any actual animals, whereas the latter sort of didSadly for Merlin, summer meant that the amount of days where the latter seemed rather attractive greatly increased

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[bigdamndestiny]

"Are you--sure?" Look, someone preferred to stay somewhere nice and not filled with animal killing. Where Arthur wasn't going to be murdered by said animal, a sorcerer who protected the animals, a sorcerer in general, and or a fairy princess.

[bitch_prince]

What? They hadn't had a fairy princess in ages!

...which meant Arthur was probably slated for another one soon.

"Yes, I'm sure, unless you've suddenly gotten better at reading tracks than me. Have you, Merlin?"

[bigdamndestiny]

Merlin took this time to catch his breath. "I have hidden depths."

[bitch_prince]

"Oh, have you," Arthur said, in that tone of voice that he was considering humoring Merlin just because it would be funnier.

He gave the lad a look. "Go ahead, then. What do the tracks tell you?"