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"Shit, no, Terrol!" The second hunter knelt over the dead hunter named Terrol, he gripped his armour then stood after removing his sword and gear.  "Can't we give him a proper burial?", Nathaniel wiped his sword again, looking directly at the second hunter he took the gear from his hand and strapped it to himself.
[color=f26522]"No.  Those werewolves would come to get him now that his blood is stained everywhere, even if we did bury him he'd be found, the rest of him would be eaten."[/color], after a brief moment of silence the two continued on their trail, another few metres and they immediately heard humming, a girl.
"What's that I hear?  A lost woman in the woods?" The hunter said menacingly, his hands cupped around his chest, he pushed them together to simulate breasts.
[color=f26522]"Again, no.  We'll test her, maybe she's a witch or even a vampire."[/color]
"Aw, you're no fun.", the two walked through the brush into the opening, a stream ran through and above sat a young woman and a large white wolf, fur as pure as snow, never had he seen anything like it.