Kitsune House (Paintball): Galad & Felicity
"Good," Felicity said, "They could do with a bit of scaring. I think, sometimes, weres forget that there are those out there who hunt them. It will be good to remind them of that." Now she looked a little more bloodthirsty, as her grin betrayed the huntress. Sure, there were elements of her culture and its traditions she wasn't in love with, but she adhered because she knew how to bend them to her will if needs be. Hunting, thankfully, wasn't one of those things.
The weres watched the two elves and one winked at them. It was hard to say who it was at because Galad and Felicity were both attractive, though Galad was probably more responsive than Felicity was to those sorts of things.
It was time to move into the match though, and Felicity held the paintball gun in her hand, familiarizing herself with the weight a little more. They'd start on separate parts, and once in place, she fired a couple of shots at a wall nearby, eyeing where the paint splattered to gauge herself and mentally set a crosshair. The signal went up to being, and Fliss kept low for now.
"Mirrors," she pointed out on one of the open doors to Galad. The weres likely held onto instinct, but the elves would use their environment. She smirked, "Cover me?"