Hunting Hat Red Novels & Stories

Aahva always uses firearms, so he only needs a lot of bullets. After all the luggages, get packed up to the horse carriage, which was prepared for various trips. A tall man wears a round black hat with a red ribbon wrapped around his hat, which has a white bird feather on the right side of his hat. He’s wearing a black suit and black trousers that fit very well to his body. As he’s walking, he puts on his coat manly. Aahva, who has suited up with a formal clothes like a high-ranking officer that makes him look authoritative, approach him.

Timothy was the last to arrive, looking disheveled with his clothes torn and blood all over him. I jumped up to hurry over to him. I checked him out to make sure he wasn’t injured as he tried to reassure me that he was alright. When I was satisfied that he was, I took a step back, crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at him. He held his hands up. “I had to go into the forest to hunt. I managed to get a deer and was going back to get another when Carson showed up. He ran me off and started killing the deer.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “To be fair, I knew better.”

Alpha Damon scoffs in disbelief from where he is standing and turns to look at Hunter. “You met those men from the Red Pack too, didn't you?” He asks and Hunter nods. “Yes, they all wore a badge with a small, intricately carved wolf's head, and the eyes are a vivid shade of red. That’s the Red Pack’s emblem,” he adds. A subtle smirk curls on Alpha Damon’s lips as he returns to face me. “My men in the Red Pack say that you were escorted from your Pack, and brought to the Black Pack, so your brother had indeed sent you here as a sacrifice.”

Due to the breeze and the rustle of the leaves, I could hear it breathing. "Hey, see the lake..." He was looking directly at me when I turned to speak. "Shh, the hunting has started.” He grinned while lowering his voice. I noticed a male in hunting gear aiming for a buck. A male wore a deerstalker hat with shotguns embroidered on it. Deerstalker is only given to the hunting king, as far as I'm aware. Our new Alpha has one, according to Lynede. This meant that he was probably the new Alpha!

"Alright then, Poppy. Have a nice ride." Looking at Hunter, he added, "I'll have Hoyt get up here, pronto." With that, he touched the brim of his straw hat, then ambled off in the direction of the pasture. "Alright, are you ready?" Hunter asked. Poppy nodded. "Sure." He squinted at her slightly. "The sunglasses are a good idea, but do you have a hat?" She shook her head. "No hat. I didn't even think about it."

Quickly I showered and brushed my teeth before I got ready to see my mother for the first time in over six months. When I returned to my bedroom Hunter was fully dressed and ready to go downstairs for breakfast. Thankfully I had a few items still in my drawers as I pulled out an old pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and put them on. Hunter was standing by the window looking out when I asked him, “Is everything alright?” Hunter paused for a minute before answering, “My men say they found someone from the Red Moon pack this morning scouting the area. The wolf got away before they could capture them.”

I don't even understand why he came here. "I want to help Emily," he said calmly, looking directly into John's eyes. - Okay, puppy, since you dared to bring help with you in the face of this flea creature, then know that I'm not alone! And as if on command, Hunters began to come out of the forest one after another - all in dark overalls with hoods, on their feet - army boots, and on their hands - gloves without fingers. Some had their hoods pulled back, so that John could recognize some of the arrivals. In their ranks was Redward, who twisted his lips into a semblance of a smile.

He continues laughing. ... The red sun arises from the east, with it's light slowly driving away the darkness of the night. But that wasn't the only interesting thing in the sky today. A small quantity of smoke ascends to the sky, followed by a dense capacity of itself. The Hunter and his men jog through the forest. Some of them in their night wears and the others in rascal clothings, while The Hunter simply looks too good to be with them. The one thing they all have in common is a gun.

He wanted to buy something for Mira and Jack, but he didn’t know what and soon gave up the idea. They wandered through the streets chatting and munching on snacks they bought from street vendors. Mira bought 2 brown, 2 dark grey, 1 wide brimmed dark green and 1 grey hat when they reached the hat shop. Oden and Martin looked curiously at Mira who had gone crazy buying hats. Jack stood back with a doting smile; he knew who the hats were for as he saw the colors.

Suddenly, a small round head topped with a faded red hat appeared. “Little bastard.” I knew that red hat. I had nightmares of the creatures that wore them as a child. Goblin- like creatures that love castles. They are violent little shits. The tales say they enjoy killing travelers to dye their hats red with their blood. “It’s a damn Redcap.” I began to march straight to the rose bush. Before, I could take more than a few steps, Connor and Yaris were on each side of me. I had almost reached the rose bushes when I heard the patter of feet running towards me.