Remnant 2 Kill The Doe Novels & Stories

"Oh whatever, let's just focus on the hunt.” Dakota caught the trail of deer and slowed his pace. Dakota spotted the deer and crouched down behind a bush. I kept silent so I didn't ruin his focus. He darted from the bushes and was below the buck in a matter of seconds, his teeth sinking into his neck. He dragged the buck down before snapping his neck. "Let's see if Lokai and Sairo caught anything." I mind linked the two warriors asking if the caught anything and only Lokai was able to catch a couple rabbits. I asked the both of them to meet me here.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

I was going to take out Bailey's death on every member of Zane's pack and the goddess be gracious if I stumbled on Zane. With fury and hate in my eyes and and heart, I charged through the ranks and destroyed every memeber of Blemish that came my way. Recce fought bravely by my side and we took down a pair of black coated wolves. Recce bit one's head and I broke his cervical bone and anyone within a meter from me could hear them snap like tooth picks in my gasp.

Malcom steals women from coast to coast for sexual needs and gratification and then kills them when they are no longer of use to him. The air is filled with the scent of a deer, and Kiera sniffs it carefully, and we can see one nearby. We follow our nose, placing our trust in the scent of the dear, and track lightly in order not to lose our catch. We practically crawl on our bellies when we see the deer in the distance, since we want to hide ourselves amongst all the leaves, as we see it in the distance. It is important that we hide behind a tree until we can lunge at our prey, pulling it by its neck, and kill it as quickly as possible so that the deer does not suffer too much pain during th

“Deer is most active during dawn and dusk. We need to move quietly and stay downwind so they don’t catch our scent.” I nodded, trying to focus on his words instead of the knot of anxiety in my stomach. He continued, “And remember, never shoot unless you have a clear shot. We don’t want to wound the animal and have it suffer.” Just then, a gunshot rang out, echoing through the trees. I flinched, my heart racing. Regan noticed and said “It’s okay. It’s probably one of my cousins or uncles. They must have spotted a prey nearby.” “Oh” is what I only can say at the moment.

After spending twenty minutes to review, dissect, and digest his gains, Kirou got up and took a look at his quest details. Bind your targets: 100/100 Hunt your targets and defeat them as follows: Dismemberment- 100/100 Decapitation- 100/100 Splitting in Two- 100/100 Freestyle- 300 (329)/300 *Defeat Weapon Master Bladesmith's Clone: 0/1

Attached to the locket was a note, handwritten in elegant script. The debt remains unpaid. The bloodline will end. No security can protect you forever. The Remnant had made their move. And they were telling us, in the most personal way possible, that the game was far from over.

Vic did not dare to get out from under the trees. If he could somehow endure the burning of the sun's rays, although this seemed more and more unlikely, it would not have been possible to cook food with his eyes closed anyway. Therefore, the entire parking lot moved under the trees, Kim dragged branches for the fire, but the girls had to move the carcass of the fallow deer. The sisters, without fear or disgust, grabbed the dead animal by the legs and dragged it to the forest. Vic took the prey from them and, having settled in the densest shade, began to skin the doe.

she said softly, eyes locked on mine. “Like who?” I asked. “The one before. The one they erased. But the soul never lies.” A chill crawled down my spine. “I… I don’t think I know you.” She smiled then, a sad curve of lips. “No. But I know you. You’re one of us, No you are better.” I tilted my head. “One of who?” She leaned closer, voice a whisper. “One of the Remnants. One of the earthly Gods One of—”

She had been terrified, yet she had returned to him. A scent drifted in with the night breeze. Game, fairly close. It wasn’t human, but the fresh, living nourishment would help. If he could feed enough, he could safely make an exchange and try to keep her alive. She was refusing food. Or perhaps not refusing. Perhaps she was unable to feed. He focused, inhaled deeply, and sent forth a call. Closer, closer, on the porch, the first step into the cabin. First one, a doe, usually a shy and skittish animal, padded across the floor to the side of the bed, her dark, liquid eyes fixed on him. A second doe and then a third followed, bunched together, awaiting his attention.