User blog:Rexis12/Hunter and Huntresses: Chapter 1

Sarah sighed as she let her legs dangle from the branch, she carefully placed the brown sack she was carrying beside her, making sure it wouldn’t fall off. She reached inside and took out an apple, taken a bite of it and chewed. She was forced to find fruits after he had taken the deer, making her go scouring the forest for any substitutes, unfortunately any game she could hunt were travelling in herds. A sneer crossed her face before it disappeared, she could’ve been resting in her house, eating deer meat. Then again many other monsters said that fruit was good for their health.

Taking one final bite of the red fruit, she threw away the core and reached in for another one. Her hands grabbed what seemed to be an-

“GET AWAY FROM ME!!” The shout caused Sasha’s hand to jerk forward, pushing the sack off the branch. She watched in silence as her hard work fell to the forest floor. The sack hit the ground and its contents spilled out, before rolling away. Taking a deep breath and pushing down any anger that threaten to break her calm expression, she stood up and exhaled through her nose.

She turned towards the source of the scream, her cool visage still intact. Though when she saw who was responsible for the loss of her fruits, she felt her anger resurfaced and sky-rocketed, while still keeping the emotionless look that mantises were famous for. There back into a corner by two bears was the same person who always took away her hunt (Though he always got them first), scared away her game and had made her life in the forest harder than it should be. She inhaled through her nose and exhaled with huff, she watched as he fended the bears by repeatedly jabbing his pike to push them back.

Her eyes noticed the three small bleeding sacks that hung from his belt, indicating that one he had just finished hunting, and two the bears were most probably interested what was in the sack rather than him. ‘Bears’ Sarah thought to herself, there were big and meaty and could possible provide her with food for a while, though her irritation to the man was almost made her turn away, hunger overpowered her desires. She readied her scythes and prepared herself to jump, she waited to find a good chance.

The man jumped back from a wild bear swing, retracting his pike along the way, leaving both the bears and him exposed. With that opening she leaped from the branch. Two quick swing were all it took and both bears fell with a thud, their heads rolling away. The mantis got a rather proud nod to herself and her skill.

“Wow, thanks a lot Sarah” the mantis felt her eye twitched at his voice, however she nodded and went towards the bears. “You need any help with that?” he asked, Sarah shook her head. She felt his black eyes bore into her skull, as his mouth kept spewing out how he wanted to ‘thank’ her. “Listen Herald, I don’t need any help” she said the name coldly as she dragged the bears closer to each other.

Gerald crossed his arms “At least tell me one thing I can do for you” he insisted. Sarah’s eyes lit up, she looked over her shoulder “Can you stop making my hunting difficult?” she asked, her breathing slightly heavy. Blinking at the odd request “I think you mean, stop stealing your game?” he replied, which received a curt nod. He shrugged “Eh, why not, I’ll stop making your hunting difficult” he told her with a smile. Sarah jumped for joy, in her mind at least, finally she could hunt for more food and not have to worry about some stupid sexy hunter stealing her game.

She blinked ‘Sexy, why would I think of him like that?’ she said in her mind, then she realized that her mating season was near. Quickly she gave Gerald a grateful nod and carried the bears towards her home. The hunter waved as she left the area, he walked around and found a brown sack which contained fruits in them “Cool.”

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Gladys rose from the water, watching the hunter holding a pole which was connected to a string, which was in the water. The boat that he was in softly rocked from side to side, the owner was leaning back on the odd cube object that had a propeller connected to it. She swan towards the boat, her curiosity peaked.

She leaned on the right side of the boat and peered onto it, there was a box filled with tiny fishes and hooks, a basket with multiple bottles and bread, a brown sack filled with an assortment of fruit and a net which looked wet. She turned to the hunter, who was still unaware of her presence, until “What are you doing?” she asked with her cold voice. The hunter gave a startled yelp, and lost his grip on the pole, causing it to fall into the water. He quickly submerged his hands to grab it but it was too late, the pole was already sinking into the water, he gave a distressed cry “Man, and that was my good pole too” he whined.

Gladys looked at the hunter “What was that for?” she asked, he turned to her surprised “Gladys!” he said, before he ran his hand through his white hair, a nervous trait which was what he told her. “Well you see it was for fishing” he told her in a slightly agitated voice, but it still had his friendliness to it. She tilted her head “Fishing?” she said slowly, the odd word rolled off her tongue with a strange taste.

He nodded “Mmhmm, we humans do that cause it’s one of the ways we can get fish, this one is most fun though” he explained cheerfully. The Sahuagin blinked, she climbed onto the boat and sat in front of him, shocking the poor hunter “Show me” she told him. He gave a sigh and shook his head “I would If I could, but uhh… my fishing pole is in the water now” he told her sadly. “So you require this ‘fishing’ pole, to do this ‘fishing’?” the hunter nodded.

The Sahuagin suddenly leaped from the boat and dove into the water, rocking the boat heavily. She swam through the water at incredible speeds, she looked for the ‘fishing’ pole. Then she noticed the pole and quickly went towards it. She grabbed the pole and looked over it, it was long and had a string that was connected to a round object at the handle. The object had a small handle which was rapidly rotating around it. She grabbed the handle and was surprised at the jerk when she stopped it, she was even more surprised when she was suddenly pulled along. She quickly let go, making the handle spin faster, her eyes looked at the thing with fascination.

 She sped upwards, her curiosity doubled. She emerged from the water, and with her speed flew a few feet in the air before landing heavily and elegantly onto the boat, which of course rocked the boats world as well as its owner. “Gah dammit Gladys, you can’t just jump in and out of a boat like that” he growled in annoyance. The underwater huntress asked him “Why” repressing a shudder from her icy voice, he jabbed his finger “Because Sahuagin, you might kill me” he said. Gladys, who didn’t sense the almost hostile tone in his voice or noticed that he called her by her last name in annoyance, blinked “Oh, forgive John” she said.

<p class="MsoNormal">A shudder ran through his spine at his last name “O-okay s-sure” he said uncertainly. Glady held out the pole, to which John took with a happy grin. For the next few minutes Gladys watched with emotionless fascination as John taught her about ‘fishing’, from the casting to the reeling and the netting, she took the odd human rituals into her head.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eventually once she thought she had learned everything thanked John, with her still cold voice. He gave his nervous laugh and waved her goodbye. Suddenly she popped up again with a fish impaled on her spear, she pull it off and threw it at John, when asked she told him that since he had told her about his rituals, she needs to teach him about her rituals and left.

<p class="MsoNormal">So John looked at the fish and smiled “Neat”