Hunter's Wolf
The weapons did not look like props at all.
"Are these real?" I asked, not being able to help it.
"Yep, you never know where you will be during an attack," Gavin replied with a grin, and I got scared.
"You mean you get attacked easily?" I asked, feeling unsafe already.
"I am a hunter. If I don't get attacked, then I suck at my job," he explained, and it didn't make me feel better.
"Not to mind, Karen," he said, laughing. He knew he scared me, "we haven't been attacked in fifteen years and still counting," he said, trying to assure me, and I relaxed a bit.