Waking once again, Akira saw the man flee. Something in the forrest had stirred and the smell of blood was think in the air... wait? How could she smell blood? Akira was stuned the feel this way, but the fact of the matter was that something had happened and she was still amongst the area where it began... Perhaps something could be found to tell her what happened? Or she could at least find a weapon to defend herself with. She was raised by an elven tribe. taught how to use a bow and to use the forrest to her advantage.
Akira stood and looked around, shocked to see the amount of damage. She couldn't believe that she had survived at all. 'But, why did he leave?' Akira wondered. She didn't know that the passing man that had helped her was a marked man, who would be soon dead.
Akira trudged through the rubble, looking for any type of bow with guiver. She could hear the restless beasts starting to come out for the night's hunt. She stumbled on a small bow, but it was slightly damaged. It could be used... but for how long? was the question.
Placing the bow and quiver over her shoulder, Akira started to walk towards wherd she some how smelt blood. SHe never knew she'd be, soon enough, watched.
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