Friday, December 16, 2016

Snow field

Henrick approached the snowed in village, seeing from a distance just how tainted with blood it had become. The village had been supposedly overrun by werewolves a matter of days prior, and if the bloodstains were anything to go by, that was a reliable rumor indeed. By the time he had arrived, it was likely that there wasn't even anyone left to save - though it wasn't that particular village he as overly worried about. If the werewolves were allowed to continue and do as they wished, this wouldn't be the only village that ended up being wiped away. It was better that only one was lost than a dozen.

As he drew closer, he could see their hulking masses of fur prowling the buildings, looking for any scraps of human flesh that they may have left behind. He was fortunate that they were still there - another day or two and they would have moved on. They had certainly already finished wiping away everyone in the village, but they weren't overly intelligent creatures, so they weren't going to have finished their seep until they were absolutely certain. They smell of blood in the snow would have hampered their ability to hunt - that and the blood on their fur, which they hadn't cleaned off.

But they smelled him as he entered their midst. He was a different smell - an ancient smell. One that they knew well as being the forbearings of death for their kind. For he was part of a race of hunters that lived by their skin of their teeth, and by being brutal and malicious fighters that cared not for even others of their kind, but only for themselves, and would therefore slaughter and feast on the wealth of any who stood in their path.

He was human.

And as he drew the silver blade from his back, he knew that they could tell what kind of a human he was. For being a hunter rather than a civilian, he smelled of the blood of his own enemies, for it tainted him deep within. He watched as the werewolves swarmed in front of him, forming a pack, rather than choosing to fight him one on one. They were wise to concoct such a strategy.

But not wise enough.

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