City border patrol in the height of summer wasn't Tayr's favourite assignment, but it was quiet and gave her time to think, so she wasn't going to complain. In this heat, though, wearing even minimal armour was unbearable. She rolled her shoulders and pulled at the top of her breastplate with a thumb to let some air in. It didn't help much. On such a lazy day, even the wind was sleeping.
She took a swig of water to stave off thirst and continued strolling along the peaceful little road, glaive resting on her shoulder as she walked. This was the most routine and boring of routine, boring jobs and she seemed almost oblivious to the world, but she took even this mundane task seriously. The merest glimpse of movement in the grass, a tiny flash of black and white that was probably just a magpie, and she was duty-bound to investigate. She waded through tall, thick weeds to see what it was.
A strange woman, sleeping in the grass. She had a very odd look about her that wasn't quite human, so it was best to be cautious, but she'd still have to be moved for her own safety if nothing else. It wasn't a good idea to lay out here all alone, and she was lucky that somebody worse hadn't got to her first. Unless they had.
Whatever it was, she'd simply have to move. "Oi," Tayr said loudly, then reached out to very gently poke the woman's shoulder with the butt of her weapon. "Oi, wake up."
