It would seem that the news had gone through many before reaching the huntress, as evident from the exaggeration of the severity of the incident. Upon arriving at the farm, she had observed the minimal damage that had been inflicted on the property - not at all like the picture she had painted in her mind with reference to the stories of individuals who resided nowhere close to this place. However, her visit proved not to be in vain, for after some investigation around the property and communication with its residents, there was sufficient evidence to concluded that there truly had been something strange at this very place the night before.

The shape and size of the creature's tracks gave away what it actually was. So, this was one part of the story that remained true as it was passed across Lightstal - the predator that had been spoken of really was a werewolf. It was no secret that the town had a shortage of hunters to patrol its borders, and the section that allowed access into the town from the forest via the farm must have been left unguarded the night before for a werewolf to have made it in. Regardless, she was rather relieved that there had been no casualties, hunter or not. Having narrowly escaped one on her last adventure out into the forest, she wondered what the one that had been on this farm would have done if it had come across a human.

Rather, she had spared it when she could have easily ended it. Could it be? No, it would be too much of a coincidence for it to have been the same one, would it not? There was a chance that she could find out this night, that is, if the same creature were to return for another meal. With all the livestock kept hidden from view, she would pull in a couple of her teammates to wait it out with her on the farm once night fell again. They would have a sack of meat with them to use as bait, and if whatever would appear did not attack them, they would follow it to hopefully discover its hideout, as well as any companions it might reside with.