674 feet, wind heading west at 14 miles. Hot summer sun beaming down into the thick forest foliage, creating spotlights that expose my 400 pound target, and in a way hiding me. I take my bow from my shoulder and slowly draw an arrow from the quiver on the back of my hip. I line it into position, and take calming breaths. I aim towards the target, and slowly rise as I pull the string back. The elk turns toward me, giving me the opportunity I needed, I let the string go, shooting the arrow across the distance, pegging the creature through it's right eye, and heading out the other side of the head, Dropping the animal instantly. I race forward already strapping my bow back over my shoulder. I approach the downed elk with my knife drawn in my right hand and grab the arrow from the beasts head, and twist it till it comes out the skull, and quickly sheath it. I cut off the tail and attach it to my pelt sash. I grab the antlers and grab the two back legs, I bring it up onto my shoulder, and whistle a high pitch. Seconds later I can hear the pounding of feet against leafs and twigs, soon enough my companion, Urban, came running up. He was a fully grown silver snow wolf, standing at an impressive height of 6'3 while on all fours. He weighs around 680 lbs and is all muscle. I pop the elk off my shoulder onto Urban's steady back, he doesn't even flinch from the weight. I tie the back legs together and tie it under his stomach and attach it to the neck on the other side. I tap his neck 3 times and he starts walking towards the sun, knowing where to go from years of experience. I start walking in a random direction and find a steady tree, I run up it and grab a branch, vaulting up onto the branch I start tying down my equipment to a branch to my right. My equipment consists of my bow, quiver, skinning knife, dual long swords that can be placed in a silver sheath and can attach at the hilts, my fur sash, my unlit torch, and finally my coat which hides my body while hunting and being hunted. I pull up my face mask, close my eyes, and slowly fall asleep hoping not to be killed in the night. My name is Nyght Walker, and I am a hunter, being hunted.
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A Hunters Life
AdventureIn a world where creatures are the hunters, and man is the prey. A single man along with his trusty partner will struggle to survive in this harsh un-forgiving world where a single mistake will lead to his demise.
