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"Wolf wolf kill the wolf hunt them far and yonder" A girl sings holding up her weapon and staring directly at her target.

"Wolf wolf kill the wolf till all the wolves are done for" Her fingers pulled the trigger and let it go as the arrow struck the poster.

"See that Merlin!" She jumps down from her bed swiftly her cape falling behind her back.

"Right on the nose" She smiles looking up at her bird who squawked at her in a friendly manner flying toward her outstretched arm and letting her bird land her sharp claws around it.

She lets out another squawk making Robin giggle.

"What are ya sayin' I was aiming for the nose" Merlin chirps twice.

"I'm glad you agree" Robyn nods her head in approval until the front door slams open making her gasp as her bird quickly flies away.

"Robyn!"A rough male voice calls out to her, it was her father.

She held her weapon behind her back to hide it, smiling up at her father who came in.

He steps in the home with a small smile on his face and looks at the weapon that's shot through the door.

"Busy with your chores I assume?" He looks at Robyn with a snarky look.

"Yes father practically finished" She picks up a broom and starts to sweep looking back at her father in the corner of her eye.

"You just certainly haven't been idle" Robyn chuckles. "Oh idle? Nooo I've been sweeping and dustin mopping, just can't keep up with it." Her father just chuckles and sits his bag down on the table.

He starts to use his crossbow and uses a hunting stance that looks like he's trying to shoot something.

"I wonder what Range that wolf poster is, 15ft?" Robyn shakes her head in disagreement.

"No way 20ft at least, although I'm not sure I haven't considered it too busy cleaning. She tries to look uncertain.

Her father stands tall and looks at her.

"Robyn, this is our new oil the bucket and bushier tools now not this." Robyn just sighs in irritation.

"It's all boring being stuck in here all day, I should be out on adventures with you, that was it back in England." Her father sighs sadly leaning down at his daughter.

"Oh that Lord protected us straight rules no children beyond the walls, you know that." She looks up at her father sadly as he ties her mob cap to her head.

"The forest is brimming with real wolves, It's my job to hunt them down not yours." Robyn looks up at her dad with a straight face.

"I'm not afraid of a wolf."

"You've never even seen a wolf."

"But I'm still not afraid."

Robyn argues back with her father. "Yes, and that's why I must be afraid for you."

He holds her shoulders.

Robyn pushes his hands away turning away from him and continues to sweep with a small frown.

Her father just turns away and grabs his bag. "Well I'll come with you to the gates." She turns around to follow him.

"I'll be back before sundown, stay indoors." He turns around with a small and closes the door behind him.

Robyn huffs and slams the broom away and unties her cap off of her head to pull her hood up.

She stared at the door in anger to hear her bird squawk at her.

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