The Silent Watcher.

The Hunt.

'Where is She?' Cet'anu's body bore the gruesome testament of Kujhade's pursuit, soaked in the glowing green aftermath of the relentless fight. The scorching sun intensified the day's heat, a stark contrast to the icy resolve within him. His unwavering dedication to protect Her fueled his every move. In this heated moment, his singular focus transformed into a ruthless determination, a deadly vow to eliminate anything daring enough to cross his path.

His senses heightened as he trailed the footsteps of another hunter, the anticipation thick in the air. A sudden jolt seized his heart when the unmistakable scent of human blood infiltrated his nostrils. "No" he whispered urgently, a silent prayer escaping his lips. With determined focus, he discerned that it wasn't the blood of his mate. Relief washed over him.

His hope flared like a beacon in the darkness; she had to be alive. The desperate yearning for her safety propelled him forward, a silent vow echoing in his thoughts as he navigated the treacherous terrain, driven by the unwavering desire to find and protect his mate.'Where is She?'

She, the one who dared to breach his barriers, never succumbing to fear, even when he wished she would. Here in this place, not meant for her, she stood – his Human, not a mere prey, but a seasoned warrior. She had stared death in the eyes, confronting the darkest of crimes and emerging unbroken. Her steps echoed with indomitable determination, leaving an imprint of resilience in the unforgiving terrain.

His mate, a survivor of despicable destruction, had carved her path through adversity. In that solemn moment, he vowed to be the shield she no longer needed to raise, the protector she deserved. He would transform into the warrior she saw within him, ensuring that her battles were no longer fought alone, but as a united force against the challenges that lay ahead.

'Where is She?' As her scent subtly infiltrated the surroundings, he couldn't shake off the haunting echoes of Kujhade's words: "The Holy ground is stained by the smell of your human whore!" It dawned on him that she unwittingly betrayed her presence through the fragrant traces she left behind.
In the air, her essence lingered like an unspoken declaration, a testament to her journey. The weight of Kujhade's accusation hung heavy, but in that moment, he found solace in the recognition of her unapologetic existence. 'Where is She?'

Tracking her scent for miles, he halted at the revelation of Bahkuub uncloaking himself. Perched on a tree branch, he observed in silence as the hunter knelt down, retrieving a piece of fabric saturated with dripping blue blood.

The distant laughter and roars of the other male reached his ears, a chilling symphony of bloodlust. Recognizing the primal intent in the hunter, he acted on instinct. Without a second thought, he approached with a silent grace, uncloaking himself as he prepared to confront the impending clash of feral forces.

"She is different, Arbitrator." Bahkuub didn't showed surprise at the sight of the Dark Hunter. " I will withdraw myself from this hunt."

"Why?" Cet'anu couldn't avoid the question.

He heard the other laughing. "Your human, she tricked us. Smart little thing!" Bahkuub gave the beyond ruined piece of fabric his mate insisted on wearing. Cet'anu hated that thing. " She used a  moon-bunny to spread her scent around."

Bahkuub was turning to leave,  but Cet'anu had another question."Why were you tracking her?"

"She is funny! I wanted to keep her. As a pet." When Cet'anu growled a warning the other hunter completed.
"Don't waist your time on me. Go find Her, before the one who used a plasma cannon on that rabbit get to her first."

Aware of the whispers about his unconventional mate, Cet'anu couldn't ignore the peculiar reputation she had carved among others. Determined to understand her elusive path, he retraced her tracks, a journey that led him back to the starting point. Crossing the river again, he discovered the aftermath of a struggle, realizing she had fiercely battled a seemingly insignificant opponent – a rabbit.