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[M]Meet the Huntress

Sun May 13, 2018 12:36 am

WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

Dharma stalked through the forest, carrying her bow and arrow, looking around the forest for potential enemies and/or prey. She was wary of enemies, and luckily she had her trusty weapon by her side. Dharma sniffed the air, tightening her grip on her bow and arrow. Just then, a deer hopped by and Dharma armed her bow and arrow, pointing at the deer's back as it stopped to graze. Pulling back, Dharma squinted her eyes to get a better, careful look and then released, an arrow shooting out. Dharma stepped back as the arrow lodged into the vital place, watching as the deer fell down, motionless. She had realized that she had made a perfect kill. Stepping towards it, Dharma decided to make a meal out of it and took out one of her daggers from her pouch, cutting open the deer. She sifted through the freshly-killed deer, trying to find good parts of meat that she could eat. Finding a liver, Dharma took it out, starting to eat it, the irony and silvery taste of blood stinging on her tongue. She wiped her mouth with her paw, covering the deceased, gutted deer with a cloth she had brought, quickly noticing crimson blood soaking through the white material, a sign the deer was seriously bleeding, obviously because of how she had cut it open and searched for edible intestines. Dharma then felt alert, a clear sign she wasn't alone. "Hello?" She asked, ears perking up. Dharma didn't care if the stranger wanted to join her in the feast, as this deer was basically for anyone hungry. Feeding the weak was one thing Dharma liked to do. Every life, at least most lives, mattered to her, and this was one of them.

Trying to catch scent of the stranger, Dharma twitched her nose, inhaling the scent. "I have food for you if you're hungry. It's newly killed!" Despite wanting this stranger to eat if they were hungry, Dharma still carried her bow and arrow in case the stranger had rather dangerous intentions.
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