Novel & Cerita The Tiger: An Old Hunter's Tale

Ronan asked. The man flinched, just slightly, but it was enough. I saw it in his eyes—the moment he knew we’d caught on. I bent down, grabbing his hand and turning it to the side, exposing the faint mark etched into his skin. My growl rumbled in my throat. "He's a hunter." "Fuck," he hissed, the rope snapping as his claws swiped through the air where I’d just been. He bolted, but he wasn’t fast enough.

, it was a male voice. “I am Dragomir and…” “Raisel”, she cut in, “We mean no harm, we are travellers we just want to talk” Another long silence before a man who appeared to be in his thirties, with shaggy hair and drab clothing, showed up, the hunting gun still pointed at them, “You don’t have any weapons on you do you?” “No”, Dragomir answered and pointed at their swords on the floor. “And the lady?”

he begun narrating the story. As much as she wanted to interrupt and ask him why he was narrating a story about tiger in the middle of midnight, she listened to it quietly. " There was tiger that lived in a jungle. Everyone were scared of it. It was strong and powerful. It wasn't scared of anything. It hunted it's prey like anything. It was the king of that jungle although there were lions in the jungle, that tiger had a very sharp mind and was brutal in hunting. It never spared anyone who stood in it's way. That's why he was called King Tiger." he briefed, she hummed in response. She started to like the story to be honest.

***** As he crept through the dense underbrush, his senses on high alert, he caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye. Crouching low, he crept forward, his bow at the ready. As he moved closer, he could see the tiger in all its glory, its sleek muscles rippling under its golden fur as it stalked through the jungle. Magnus took a deep breath, steadying his nerves as he drew back his bowstring. With a twang, the arrow shot through the air, piercing the tiger's flank. Magnus took a deep breath, his muscles coiled tight as he prepared to face the tiger in close combat. He knew that his bow and arrow would only get him so far - now, it was up to him to finish the job.

But I must admit I am enjoying the story already. Adjusting himself, he kept talking. "One day Andre had worked on a newly molded shiny silver arrow and had engraved his name Winter which he is so proud of at the end of the arrow. In one of his hunting sprees, he had come across a vicious werewolf who was hell-bent on shortening his life span. In a bid to protect himself, he had to do whatever it takes. Unfortunately, he had nothing on himself except the newly forged arrow. On this particular day, he had no intention of hunting. Had only gone into the woods to get some wild fruits. Making use of the only thing that appears to be sharp enough, he thrusted it into the heart of the werewolf whe

"Hell, a hole the size of a plum through the palm of your hand! The old healer had to pull the arrow through your hand to get it out. And you heard him yourself. Had it gotten lodged in your chest, which it should have but for uncanny luck, there would have been naught he could do to save you, cruelly notched as it was. You'll bear scars and pain in that hand for life." Hawk sighed morosely. More scars and more pain. So what? She hadn't even bothered to see if he was alive. She could have at least pretended to be concerned. Visited briefly to maintain the pretense of civility. But no. She probably hoped he was dying, for with him out of the way she would be a very wealthy woman. Was she even

Hunter roared into my ear before biting its tip and tearing off a piece. I screamed in agony. “Kill me, I beg you!” I sobbed, feeling blood trickling between my teeth as I began to lose consciousness. Yanking me off the ground, he started ripping fur from my body, his claws playing across my lupine skin, leaving deep gashes. “I'll punish you until there’s nothing left of your hide for cursing our family in the eyes of the Goddess, you blind wolf!” Hunter’s hatred-filled promise sent a final shiver down my spine before I blacked out completely.