As interesting and exciting as the event was, the hunting area... not so much. Untamed and even swamp-looking, Jaswinder didn't really like the setting at all. He was walking very carefully, watching every single step so he wouldn't end up in the mud. He was starting to regret challenging Ezechiel to this game. He sighed quietly as he heard his brother's footsteps in squishy, muddy sounds.
"Getting discouraged already?" Ezechiel taunted as he approached, not minding the muddy terrain one bit. Mud could be washed; no big deal. What was important was proving, once more, how much better he was. "Don't worry, Jas," he started again, this time with an overconfident smirk. "I'll find every last egg hidden here, and then we can go home... with me as the winner, of course~"
There was a laugh from Ezechiel, and then another sigh from Jaswinder.