Ophelia's attention turned slightly from the treeline to Roxas. He asked her a couple questions and she considered for a few moments.  [color=0054a6]"Alright where do you want to look first and what are we looking for?"[/color] [color=6ecff6]"Well, we will be looking for dead animals or people, claw marks, broken branches, trees or things similar... Have you never hunted Werewolves before?"[/color] Her brows furrowed slightly and she began walking into the forest. Instinctively, Ophelia breathed in every so often through her nose, continuously trying to pinpoint anything that might be of interest. She could smell deer, birds, fox, rabbits and other smaller creatures, and faintly she could smell Werewolf. She wondered if perhaps it was from one simply passing through this area, but as she walked deeper into the forest, the scent grew stronger. She reached a hand back in a motion towards Roxas that would signal to be cautious as something had her attention before whispering, "Shhh..." 

Her feet moved silently along the ground in the moss and dirt, and finally she came upon a huge tree that looked [url=https://suddenoaklifeorg.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/huge-fire-scar1.jpg?w=510&h=342]hollowed out[/url]. The inside was charred and burnt, the hollow obviously man made. Her eyes narrowed and she stopped walking quite a few yards away, taking in her surroundings. She could hear breathing, smell blood, and a form hunched over something. She could see clearly that it was a werewolf hunched over a dead human child. Without a moments hesitation, Ophelia knocked a silver tipped arrow into her bow and pulled back on the string, firing quickly. The arrow easily pierced into the werewolfs shoulder, and it arched up and let out a loud growl. Silver worked very well against them, which is half the reason that Ophelia preferred to use silver tipped arrows. There was nothing that she could do for this child, but she could at least kill the bastard who did this to her and her family. 

The [url=http://otherworldmystery.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/werewolf-brown-gray.jpg]werewolf[/url] turned around the best it could, it's blood dripping down its back from the arrow. Ophelia was fairly well hidden where she stood, which was behind some trees and tons of brush, but she knew better than to think the werewolf wouldn't know she was there. Just like their scent was intense to her, hers was intense to them. She breathed in again to try and determine the rank of this wolf, but figured it was probably just one of the pack members since he was alone. This obviously wasn't their lair or hide out, it was too small. The werewolf began to run in their direction and Ophelia unclipped her cloak from her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground before she set off another arrow. Though immediately after shooting the second arrow, she crouched and then lunged upward into the tree nearest to her, landing up into one of the higher branches. The wolf ran past below before turning on it's heels and trying to claw its way up towards her. "Get away you filthy beast!" Ophelia muttered, knowing good and well the wolf could hear her, and understand. 

She grinned slightly, leaning out over the branches to tease the werewolf, knowing this was dangerous but doing it nonetheless. It growled at her again louder, the sound echoing through the forest. Everything had happened so quickly that even though she could still feel the pull between herself and Roxas, she hadn't seen where he went. She locked her eyes on him for a moment, ensuring he was alright and then waited for a second. The wolf had by now realized that it wasn't going to be able to get to Ophelia by trying to get up at her. So he moved to try another tactic. This was the exact moment that Ophelia was waiting for, however. Once his back was turned to her she lunged out of the tree and onto his back. She landed in a straddle as though riding a horse, and while she sat she pushed down on the arrow that was still in his shoulder, digging the metal into his body further. The wolf let out a shrill howl, his head tilted back just enough and his teeth parted a little. As the noise rang around her ears, she reached out with both arms, similar to what she had done to Roxas the night they first met, and each hand gripped the top and bottom parts of the wolfs jaw. [color=6ecff6]"I hope you know the rest of your pack will get what's coming to them too,"[/color] she said. The werewolf tried to buck her off, but while doing so, Ophelia pulled her arms away from each other, his jaw snapping open. She then gripped at his neck, snapping that as well for good measure. 

Instantly the wolf went limp beneath her and fell to the ground in a heap. She stood up, pulling the arrow out of his body in one harsh and quick movement. She made her way back to her cloak and fastened it back around her. She slung the bow over her shoulder and motioned to Roxas to come with her. She checked her phone quickly, seeing a text from Jax from a while before [color=00a651]"At Butchers. Be safe! <3"[/color] Ophelia looked at the time. It was basically getting dark by now, especially beneath the canopy of the trees, and she knew that they should head out soon. Before that though, she went back to the hollowed out tree and dragged the werewolf with her there. She looked at the child for a moment, feeling extremely sad for her. She knew she did what was right. With that in mind, she shoved the wolfs body into the hollow of the tree, took a photo on her phone for record, and set it ablaze. The tree was already destroyed, so it wouldn't burn or catch anything else on fire. But would act as a good barrier to get rid of these bodies. She watched the flames dance and lick their skin and fur and she shuddered at the smell. Once the bodies were both disposed of, she took Roxas' hand and began to make their way back to the hotel. [color=6ecff6]"Got one, didn't have a chance to make him talk... Be back soon."[/color] She wrote to jax along the way.