A whoop emitted from the back of my troupe as I led my fellow hunters of the beast we were chasing.

Oh, how I loved the feeling of the wind in my hair and the fallen leaves crunching beneath my feet.

The boar squealed as we chased, and I Laughed maniacally.

Nocking an arrow on my divine silver bow, I shouted to my sisters in arms "This one is mine!"

My rival, Lucinda, ran up next to me and shouted back.

"Like Hell it is!"

We both aimed our weapons. I suddenly veered. Lucy had been so focused on her bow that she didn't realize that there was a tree ahead of us. As I released the string of my bow, she crashed into it and fell backward into the snow.

The pig shrieked and fell to the ground, writhing in pain. I walked up next to it and pulled out my dagger.

"Fair creature, forgive my theft upon your life. But we need to eat. Elysium grant you a home."

I dug the blade into its neck, putting the poor creature out of its misery.

My sisters bowed to the fallen beast in honor. It was unbroken tradition in the Hunters. Always honor the beast you being down. It was a show of respect.

Suddenly, another boar jumped out of the bushes. I sensed the magic around it. I gagged quietly. Not him again.

"Come out, you stalkerish boy."

My sisters looked at me strangely, but then watched as the boar was shrouded in mist, revealing a young man with dark skin and blonde hair when it dissipated.

He looked me up and down, smirking.

"I see you brought some friends along for our little date."

I know it's really short, but it's also two a.m, so shut up. I'm excited to work on this story. Later, taters!