A cold wind blew through Draconi Forest. Cain didn't usually mind the cold, seeing as how he often had more prominent troubles then the temperature. Now though, it was being a thorn in his side. For one, It drove most of the good game into their dens, leaving precious little for hunting. Secondly, it really irritated the gash in his throat, casing even
more pain then the fact that he had massive tear in his throat.
Well, it -did- give me the extra umpf I needed to kill that blasted wolf-man. Cain though with resignation. Also, it had saved the girl's life, although Cain could care less about that, personally, especially since now his curiosity would not leave him alone until he found out what in the world she was doing alone in this part of the forest. Which also meant that he had to keep her alive until he could ask her that. And so Cain had gone out foraging, and was still hunting as night slowly turned to early morning.
A thin film of frost had settled onto the ground during the night, and the layer of ice crunched gently under his boots as he trudged in between the towering trees. A flicker of movement under a small bush to his left drew his attention. He froze, gazing silently at the area where the bush had shifted. His sickly green eyes scrutinized the ground around the bush, looking for signs of what had caused the disturbance. His searched revealed small tracks littering the snow, likely a rabbit's. He grinned to himself, causing a cut on his lip to open up again, trickling brackish brown-black blood down his cheek and onto his chin.
You may be clever, little one, but not clever enough to escape me. Cain thought as he lifted his right hand to acquire his catch. His eyes flared brightly as dark energy rippled down his arm to coalesce into a tight ball in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, the shadow bolt flew from his hand to the bush with frightening speed and accuracy, exploding at the base of bush. It lingered there for a moment, the lethal energy eradicating the life of both the animal and the plant it had sought shelter under. Once the the energy had receded, Cain slowly approached, bending down to fetch the carcass of the rabbit. It was a good size, probably the closest thing to real meal Cain had come across in months. He sighed, remembering the fact that he had gone hunting for the girl mainly, and if there was one thing kids were good at, it was eating all the food.
Which reminds me, I should get back to check on my little gal. Cain stuffed the dead animal into the satchel he carried at his side and set out for the clearing he had left her in, raising his hood and shadow melding so that he attracted less attention from the inhabitants of the forest, if there were any others about in this cold. It was almost unsettling, Cain mused to himself, how silent the forest was at this hour, combined with the chill in the air.
After some searching, and a few wrong turns, Cain found his way back to the clearing. The sound of several different voices wafting from the clearing kept him from walking straight in. He swiftly hid behind a dense pocket of foliage, Projecting a Shadow form of himself into the clearing.
Peachy. Just Peachy.As if killing that kriffing werewolf wasn't enough, now she's attracted a band of hooligans. There she was, nice and snug, wrapped in a blanket, and tied to a tree. Three men and a woman sat nearby, warming their hands with a fire they had evidentially built. They looked rough, all wearing a combination of leather and fur skins.
Bah. Probably nothing more then petty trappers... or bounty hunters Cain's eyebrows raised in thought. If they -were- bounty hunters, and they were hunting this girl, that means that there would be a reward somewhere. Cain liked rewards. At first he had just saved the girl because she had happened to be in the jaws of a contract he was hired to get rid of, now, he could actually get something out of keeping her alive aside from sating his curiosity.
But first, I have to deal with these ones. Cain canceled the Shadow form, Drawing up all his energy for the coming fight. As he prepared to step into the clearing, he drew his blades that he kept hidden under his robes. His face split into a predatory grin.
And now the fun begins...-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
((OOC: Sorry for the -uber- late reply... but then again your out of town xD so I guess it dosn't matter. When you get back though, I shall be looking forward to your reply ^_^ Have fun explain what happened with the trapper/bounty hunters/Whatever you want them to be. In case this is confusing, When Cain gets back, it's a few hours after your charry wakes up, hence the fact it's early morning in mine and nighttime when yours ends xD I want to see how you use this. Hope you get back soon, and that you enjoyed your trip =D As always, if there are problems with length or quality just let me know ))