The Huntress

I watched her move, my heart beating a mile a minute. She watched me, too, but not with the same interest. Instead, her lips formed a frown and her eyes set in a glare. Her pet stalked around the side of the cave, eyeing me warily. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, though. She seemed to have me in a trance as she walked closer, aiming her bow at me. "Why are you here?" She asked me. I step backwards, tripping over a rock. She pulls her bow back further, and aims down, at my heart. "Why are you here? I won't ask again."

"You're the Huntress..."

The woman watched me a moment before she lowered her bow. "What do you want?" She asked, a harsh tone to her voice.

"I need your help."

"With what?"

I sighed. "Finding my mother's killer."

She turned suddenly, her eyes a bit less cold. It took her a moment before she finally answered. "Alright, I'll help you. But only if you help me, as well."

I looked at her, curious as to what she could possibly need my help with. I decided not to think on it, and just agreed. I guess I'll find out soon enough.