So break yourself against my stones
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Aiming uselessly at nothing, Axelle attempted to train with her crossbow, but there was nothing to shoot at. She could shoot at trees- boring- or shoot at moving targets, but there weren’t any that were shootable around. She supposed that she would have to pick up and move. Luckily, she didn’t bring much with her today. She left her sword and bag in her den, and brought only her crossbow. She remembered where she found the gutted rabbit- there was a large bunny sanctuary there. She would have to get close, climb a tree, and wait.

Axelle slung the crossbow over her shoulder and ventured out into the woods. She didn’t smell anything dangerous around and so there was no need to be armed and ready. Tree after tree she passed with nothing that would tell her that she was close to where she needed to be. She was starting to worry that she was going the wrong way, and with no smell of blood to guide her this time, it was growing on her.

It wasn’t any smell that told her she had been going the right way, it was the sound. The sound of little rabbit feet scurrying around the forest floor. Axelle sharpened her pace, quick but carefully quiet, until she passed the log where she buried the carcass nearby. Then she decided to attempt to scramble up a tree. She looked around and selected one that looked easy enough to climb. She approached it. The knobs along the tree looked simple enough to put her feet on and grab with her hands. She scrambled her way up the tree successfully and without alerting the rabbits of her arrival.

The view from the tree was perfect. She could see the rabbits, from a distance, packing food into their dens and collecting food from elsewhere. She carefully and silently got the crossbow off of her back, and fixed herself to aim. She equipped the weapon with an arrow and carefully pulled the wire back so that the arrow would hold in place and it would be loaded. When she was done, she sat in a half-crouching, half-laying position in the tree and waited for the right moment…

Waiting too long would've let the moment pass, so when she felt the moment was right - she pressed the trigger and let an arrow fly toward the horde of rabbits. It hit one directly in the head, and the rest scattered like cockroaches back into their holes. The arrow seemingly killed it on the spot, and also connected it's head with the ground. There was a pool of blood forming around it's little body, and Axelle jumped down from the tree to examine it. "Good shot..." she mumbled as she examined where the arrow hit it. Right in the eye socket, the spot where anything would die instantly. She was a capable killing machine, and the best part was - that whoever she killed didn't even have to see it coming.


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