:So we meet again: {Kire}

[Anna Banana]

I had been stationed in District 7 to train a new recruit in what I did...hunt. When I had first arrived it had not occured to me the dangers that lurked within District 7...or rather the person that lived in District 7. Until now I hadn't thought about that day for a very long time...the day Hostia ripped away my humanity from me. It had been a routine mission for me before I met her, it was so easy to track her, almost to easy. It didn't occur to me that maybe she actually wanted to be caught.I was a fool to not see the signs in everything, it had been so obvious, but I was arrogant.

She had taken me for a fool, and when I found her I was unprepared for the fight she would put up. She was lethal, something I didn't expect, a cornered animal that fought with sharpened claws. The frightened animal fights back with a ferocity that is unmatched, and I didn't take into account just how dangerous she was. She came at me so fast I barely had time to react, I was able to protect most of my face, but my throat and mouth were torn to shreds. I will admit that for the first time in my life I felt panic seize me. Never before had I been put in the position where I was injured like this...I had suffered pain before but this was excruciating. It blinded me, dark spots blurring my vision as I tried to focus on the girl. It was like fighting a cat, jumping from one place to another avoiding my attempts to subdue her.

Even her stikes at me were swift and calculating, never coming from the same angle...it wasn't skill it was desperation. The fight dragged on, and the longer it lasted the more I felt the shredded remains of my throat, mouth, and nose bleeding out. I couldn't waste any more time on this, with one animalistic roar I charged at her, shock registering on her face before my hand closed around her throat. It was an anti-climactic ending to it all, but the look of venom on her face told me this was far from over...someday we would meet again. Someday she would have her revenge on me for returning her to the district. There was no one who could boast the ability to scare me...make that small trickle of dread course through me. When I thought of this girl though, I couldn't help but raise my hand to my face and run my fingers over the mask that now permanently adorned my face. A constant reminder of that day, a constant reminder that I couldn't live without it.

Ironically that was all that ran through my mind, the memory of that girl. Another thing I was never prone to...nightmares...but in the back of my mind I couldn't shake that memory of her. She was still here I could feel it, like her eyes were boring holed into me...she knew I was here...she would be here. This time though I wouldn't let her get the jump on me, I wouldn't let her rip away anymore of my humanity. I shoved through crowds of people, careless and unattentive to who they were...there was only one person that I wanted to find or cared about. I slid into one of the bars and sat myself in the front...she was a rebel than she'd be a rebel now...and the people would be able to tell me where she was. First rule of the hunt...always make sure you know where they are before you hunt otherwise you allow them the high ground.

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((OOC: I'm sorry it's a terrible start and I hate it.))

[Kire]

Human Actions, Wolf Actions, Says, Thinks

She watched him through the trees, muscles tense as she crouched in the shadows. Normally her red hair would have made her stand out, but today it was especially dirty and had numerous twigs in it. Something had told her that it would be best to avoid being clean today, and now it came clear as she hid from a man who stomped through her woods. He had his back to her, which while being a good opportunity to attack him also heeded her from seeing who it was. She wasn't about to attack a man who had nothing to do with her, not in the semi-clear consciousness she was in right now. Things made too much sense to her wolf self, but the human part of her mind refused to take full control. It was all too difficult.

I could smell his scent, and though it was familiar I had no way of placing it. My memory for scents is not what it should be, and I had little to go on as it was. Unfortunately for me, there was a light breeze blowing his scent away from me and making an already difficult job harder. It was just a good thing that humans didn't have nearly the same ability to smell as wolves do. So I just watched him as he wandered around, appearing to be lost because he was searching for something. I could smell the fear on him too, the scent that let me know he was vulnerable. It would be easy for me to leap at him and land the first strike, but would I even need to?

She slunk forward, keeping low to the ground and simply moving slightly further towards him while remaining in the brush. He would have a difficult time seeing her there with all of the leaves and twigs tangled in her hair hiding its red colour better than she could have hoped. Breathing in the man's scent she still tried to remember where she had smelled it before. She knew she had come across him before, she must have, but who was he. She got her answer when he turned, catching a glimpse of his face with it's mask. However, it wasn't the mask that gave him away, it was his eyes.

It was him, the one I had fought so long ago, the lead hunter that wanted me caught and killed. He was the one that had tried to take me to the people that would slaughter me and take my fur. To think he was here in my forest, probably out to capture me again. I couldn't let him find me, at least not under his time and choice. In order to catch him off guard I would have to wait for the right moment, but not too long because I know he can track me. He's done it before, he can to it again.

She lowered herself down, ready to spring forward at him with her teeth bared in hopes to injure him. If she could find a good spot to bite down on she could hold on for some time even as he tried to shake her off. Waiting for him to turn his back, she picked her spot, aiming for the side of his neck though she knew she might not be able to launch herself that high. As long as he didn't turn around as she jumped everything would hopefully go as planned. She never realized that normal wolves didn't plan as she stared, waiting for her chance.

I found my opportunity, he had his back to me and the time was now or never if I was to land the first strike. I made sure my limbs were all in order and bounded one stride forward before leaping up to sink my teeth into him. I didn't know where my jaws had clamped to, but I could taste blood in my mouth as I felt him start to react to my attack. I tried to bite down harder, hoping I could do enough damage that he would be maimed. Growling, I scrabbled with my paws, surely causing some sort of scratching and pummeling even if it was all light. I knew that a full grown wolf was no easy weight to take when it was launched at you.

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[Anna Banana]

I would find her, I would put a stop to her, I would be able to heal my broken pride and humanity if I caught her and brought her to justice. The trouble is, despite all of my skill I felt a shred of doubt, that trickle of fear that permiated all my senses and left me wondering if I would be able to do it. No other person made me feel that way, I couldn't even really call her a person though, she was like an animal, tearing at me with animal instincts and ferocity. I touched the mask on my face again at the memory, the memory of her tearing away at my humanity, my flesh being torn away, the blood flowing freely from the wound. Not even my hatred was enough to burn away the fear that I was feeling, the icy cold clutches of fear that clawed at my heart and mind.

My steps were slow and deliberate, hoping to draw her out, give her a false sense of security. A hunter laying his trap, that's what I was doing now, but even the best plans are flawed. I failed to take into account that while she was indeed like some feral animal she was still human, all the intellect and cunning of a human being packed into a ferocious body, with claws and teeth of an animal. My heart thudded in my chest letting out a warning beat, the drums of some tribal people warning me of the dangers that lurked in these woods. It wasn't enough to scare me away though, it wasn't warning enough...either that or I was too foolish to allow my instincts to take over...to let this go. She was considered my greatest failure though, how could I let her continue to mar my perfect record of arrests and detains, she had to be taken in and I would be the one to do it.

I slowly turned around, taking in the details of the woods around me, searching for anything that would alert me to her presence. Everything seemed as calm and natural as it did before, nothing was out of place, one would almost believe I was paranoid to think she was somewhere around here. I knew better then to believe that though, it was the calm before the storm, that little monster was out there somewhere waiting for me to make a mistake. I was smarter than that though, I wouldn't let her get the jump on me. My fingers ran over the worn, smooth leather of the holster on my thigh, last time I had failed to use my weapon to its potential...not this time though...this time she would be mine, the barrel of my pistol held to her forehead, forcing her into submission. Animals feared what they could not fight, and human instinct was to fear a force that was more powerful than them...she was both...and she would fall.

I turned again, beginning my walk to the other side of the clearing, and that was my first mistake. I heard a sound from behind me and spun around too slow to defend myself. I felt the teeth of my attacker sink into the soft flesh of my shoulder, and I let out a roar of pain as the vice like jaws clamped down harder on me. The metalic smell of blood reached my nose, and I felt the thick, warm liquid sliding down my back and arm. The hands and feet of my attacker scrambled to reach every bit of my exposed skin, and for a moment I was overwhelmed with a feeling of defeat and dread. Their fingers raked over my mask and I let out a growl that probably resembled an animals, my own senses taking over as my large hands reached around and grabbed my attacker. My fingers closed around the person, and ignoring the pain of their jaws on my shoulder pulled them off and threw them away from me.

I glanced at the teeth marks left on my shoulder, and the chunk of skin that had left when her jaws did. Blood poured from the wound and I let out a yell of pain and rage as I looked at it...another failure...another scar left behind by this animal...this abomination. I looked at their form on the ground some feet away from me, recovering from my own attack. "Once more I find that you have stripped me of more than just my pride beast...you have this ability to never leave me without a scar...a permanent reminder of your hideous face. The first time it was my face, torn away from my skull, left with a broken jaw and a nose that no longer worked properly. Is it not enough that you've taken that from me...taken my humanity? Now you tear at my shoulder, your teeth biting into me and cutting my nerves...when will you learn though...this isn't a game...this isn't a hunt you can win...I'm the master here."

I glanced back at my shoulder and moved it slightly, getting an assesment of the damage that she had caused. Judging by the shooting pain and blood flowing freely from it she had hit something important, and if I didn't get some care to it soon I would probably lose enough blood to make me lose conciousness. I clamped my hand over the wound to try and stop the blood from pumping out, and glared at the girl that was my sworn enemy, the most hated creature in existence. "Come at me then bitch, come show me what you've learned while we were apart, show me that you're worthy of my hatred."

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