New life

[Keyra]

It had been months since her capture and trial. She was sentence to setve time in the Qeynos prison alongside Loveless. She didn't care about herself anymoreor anything else. She stayed contently in her cell amongst the other female crimianls as Loveless caused disturbance after disturbance and his name was always on the lips of the guards. Keyra did as she was told to and eventually gain more privlages. Things went like this day after day until a few guards was captured, this was the awful beginning of this prison riot. Loveless enjoyed the chaos that was being made as the prisoners took over the grounds. Keyra's shackels was undone and she walked the grounds freely. The Qeynos and Highbourne gaurd mobilized to restore order quickly but that was easier said than done. The felons had armed themselves and made the prison like a fort, and with Loveless feeding them false hope the guard was in for quiet the battle. As they rushed the prison Loveless used the commotion to grab Keyra and made their escape.

" You see my little hunter I always take care of you ... I am your future."

Keyra sighed and dusted herself off and without a word took one of the horses left by the guardsmen and started off to the north. Loveless smiled and shook his head.

" You'll seek me out ...... again when you see that I am the only one that understands you .... my hunter."

Keyra rode for hours past Qeynos then past Wyndhaven. The road dissapeared and the creatures became for fierce as she went further. Hunters roamed these lands.... She remebered that from Elder Djivan. The vampire hunters and werehunters joined forces and had a base village called murnf Keyra would have to take special care to aviod going to the center of this place. Soon she was apon the farming village and the sun was rising. The hunters was returning from a heavy night of fighting, bodies of injured and fallen hunters was being carted in and the corpses of lycanthropes and the staked vampires hoisted to meet the sun. Keyra waist little time in watering her horse and feeding it.

" You there.... the armor you wear the insignia on it says your from the Oasis... Djivan's camp. Keyra ... I remeber you Lady Nikkii's apprentice ."

Her worst fear had come to pass a hunter saw her and was approaching quickly. Keyra unbuckled her weapons, and made herself ready.

" I am not a hunter anymore ...."

" What you just can't quit..... wait a second.... YOU'VE BEEN INFECTED !!!"

" Leave me alone I am going away from people so I endanger noone."

" You know that a former hunter cannot be allowed to live... forgive me child but I shall grant you piece.... in death you will have no more problems."

Keyra drew her swords and came spinning towards the tired hunter with a blinding fury. He defended himself well atfirst but his fatgiue took its toll and Keyra had him down. She sheathed her blades and took off towards the snowy unkempt north. The hunter got up and went to his comrades.

" We must send word to the Oasis of Marr Elder Djivan should know that one of his own is a lycanthrope and must be put down. Ask him if we might do so or if he will send someone."

[Keyra]

The road soon went from green grasslands to snowy forest area. The animals of the area was very large and the trees themselves moved about. A few hours later Keyra meet her sight at a small inn, with several barberians standing around its entrance. One sniff and she could tell there was something different about them, something like herself. She went inside to warm herself and find the place where the hunters could not reach. Inside the was a mixture of people mostly dwarves and barberians and a few humans. She went to the barkeep and asked for something to warm herself.

" Outsiders aren't very welcome here especially a lycanthrope hunter.." He said pointing to her armors insignia.

Keyra looked down at her armor that she was given by the gypies then back up to the dwarf.

" I'm no longer a hunter.... I have nowhere to hide from them either..."

He smirked at the girl. " Lass you need to speak with the Lightwolves maybe they can offer you some assistance against the hunters."

" Where are the Lightwolves sir? "

" They are just up the road girl you can see the castle from here. Just turn left once you leave out of my door."


Keyra smiled and put some tunar on the bar for his information and departed towards the castle. On her way there she herd some childrens voices and they sounded frantic. Soon three kids came running out of nowhere and had a savage bear pursuing them. Keyra charged her horse towards them and readied her swords. As soon as the bear was close enough she leaped onto the bear and started cutting into it. Soon the bear fell dead but right on top of one of the children, Keyra hopped down and attempted to roll the body off the child. Suddenly she was struck in the back and sent falling to the ground.


" Get ye hand away from me offspring you vile hunter."

Keyra rolled over to meet the gaze of an angry barberian woman. Soon she turned into a feral wolf. Keyra knew she was a werewolf and changed into her feral form as well.

" So you are a lycan as I am... why are you wearing hunter's clothing."

" I use to be one and now I'm getting hunted by them soon as they tell my former elder."

The woman returned to her normal form and so did Keyra. She looked her over then turned towards the pinned child and pulled him out.

" You saved my children so I guess you may enter the castle. I am Fryda Lightwolf.... I am the matron female of my pack. "

" Keyra .... Keyra Windleaf..."

" Well miss windleaf I'll talk to my husband and see what he has to say."

The two women and children go to the castle keep. Inside Keyra was met with harsh looks and grunts from most. Fryda lead her into a run down room of the castle.

" You can stay here for now.. Someone will be in contact with you later."

[Keyra]

The room was in terrible condition the bed was broken and old furrs was piled in the corner. She took a deep breath and went over to the pile of furrs and sat down infront of them.

" Well at the very least I can make a blanket and a door cover for a bit of privacy and warmth."

She took a needle out of her belongings and found some threads under the bed. She started stitching the furs to make a hanging door cover. After she placed it up she started making a blanket for herself. Then a familiar face came into the room without word, Severedamage.

" So you again she-wolf..... Why are you here? "

"I am attempting a new life one without hurting people... no Loveless .... and Lady Nikkii. I desire more now a place to belong a family, children."

" Silence she-wolf ... if you are lying to me and the Lightwolfs I'll see them rip you to pieces."

Keyra took a big gulp as fear took her. She stood up slowly and another woman entered the room.

" Ah so you can tailor a bit ...... we have been without a seamster with real talent for quite sometime. Excuase me Severedamage master Lightwolf has requested you ... more hunters have been seen in our area."

He nodded to the woman and shot another glance to Keyra before leaving woth the woman.

" If you wish to eat you will join the hunting party that will assemble soon in the courtyard."

[Keyra]

Keyra collected some of the stuff she would need to hunt. She was use to hunting things when her and Nikkii travelled together hunting the lycanthropes. No she was about to go out and hunt with them. She went down into the snow filled courtyard. There was alot of them gathered human, erudiate, teir'dal and mainly barberian. Only she and one other was an elf. They looked so feral even without the lycan form , which goes alot for the teir'dal.

" Listen up we have two new additions to our hunting party.... Railany and.... "

" Keyra Windleaf.... Why is she still drawing breath that former hunter assisted in countless deaths of many other packs."

The group looked back to a man that was missing an arm and eye. Keyra reconized the man, and hung her head in shame.

" Aye you should be ashamed.. but you may have not did all the killing by that of your former master Lady Nikkii.."

Gasp was her at the mention of that name.

" Yes I did at on time serve her but that was another time .... "

" Enough.... we don't have all evening.." The lead man yelled.

The walked out and the group followed. They chased down a grouping a boar and started taking them out. Keyra surprised them with her accuracy as she was scoring the final hits to take down the creatures. She was even making the other newcommer look bad as she had not brought down any. After they had enough to feed all they returned, Keyra was happy that she was being accepted now, but the other woman was being shunned for her lack of effort. The meat was cooked and the pack ate. Railany stepped beside keyra and shot and evil look at her before speaking.

" I'm challenging you Keyra ..... I will be redeamed this night."

[Keyra]

" I don't wish to fight you Railany, so just deal with the fact and try some other hunt."

" No.... I was gaining the attention of a desireable mate and with you out doing me the ones that showed me interest now look to you."

" I don't care about that .... I just want to live in peace."

Keyra went to leave and Railany reached over and slung her into the wall. Quickly the others cleared the area and formed a circle around them. The children was escorted indoors and Fryda along with several of the Elders and SD accompanied them. The barberian woman swung wildly at Keyra, anger blinding her judgement and with every miss her anger grew. Eventually Railany realized the the smaller elf was much too fast for her fist so she upped her efforts by changing into a werewolf. Now she had Keyra on the run as she batted Keyra everytime she dodged. Keyra soon had to match her or be pummeled to death. She took her werewolf form and went on the offensive slashing back at Railany. Blood began to splatter from the combat and soon it would be know who the victor would be. Keyra landed a slash across the womans stomach, her claws poison leaked into her wound and spreaded through her body. Both of the women returned to there normal forms and the Barberian woman fell over her face flushed with a sickly green color. Keyra fell to her knees exhausted and bleeding. Fryda checked Railany and casted a cure spell on her but not healing her wounds. Sd came beside Keyra and scooped her up.

" You've done well she-wolf .... now you have a position in the pack and will be considered if you can have a mate..... She was right you are getting the attention of the other males."

" But....I would like to choose.."

" You get a choice of the best we offer here.... I hope to be one of them."


Keyra fell asleep and didn't hear all of his speech. He took her to the room she had and place her in the bed. Fryda soon was behind her with her second in line behind her.

" SD, leave her to us my husband need you to take a few out and scout for more hunters... I kill tend to her injuries and give her some non hunter armor."

" Yes m'lady..... After this I need to check back on Mackleeric ..... please keep her safe."

With that he departed to perform his duties. Weeks went by and Keyra grew more accustom to to packs ways .... even now her hair was red as fire and half way down her back. She looked more feral like the others and had been given a new nickname... " Poison Claw "

[Keyra]

Time continued to go by as Keyra grew into the clan, gaining a higher position as her abilities and knowledge became more useful. She now was a desireable female she-wolf, as more of the male courted her and fought for her hand. Keyra still thought the behavior was a bit primative, but she ignored the offers that only made her more desireable to the men as they felt they must prove themselves to gain her favor. She now had her own hunting party and territory to hunt in. The group was only four and all un-paired females, but they always had a better hunt than most of the paired groups. The hunter attacks became a bit more frequent and aggressive but each time the pushed the was driven back further. Keyra even had a job aside from hunting, and that was making clothing for the cubs of the pack, as well as occasional gaurd duty.

One morning Keyra was awakened by Fryda Lightwolf.

" Keyra ..... I ... need to speak with you on a past matter of yours."

" What is it mistress?"

" The hunters... my husband wants to know more about them, their tactics..... weaknesses...... and camp grounds."

" Well they are much like us.... they are in groups of three to twenty. They priest or priestess is often what keeps them organized and the loss of them can often win the battle quickly. The charms the use are effective only if used on a single foe multiple only make us stronger and drive us mad. If the brand is remover from the skin they can be infected ... like I was. As for the camps I know the village of murnf is a major outpost for them as the different hunters gather there. I'm sure smaller camps are closer here most likely not far off the main roads."

" I see.... well it would seem that you are to be my second. And you are going to lead an assualt on a camp of hunters we lost a hunting party early this morning..... my cousin and niece was found slain with there heads removed. You will be heading out after you speak with one of my husbands commanders... you met him before."

Keyra got up and dressed herself quickly as Fryda awaited her. The two womne went to the center tower were master Lightwolf was talking with his commanders as Fryda and Keyra walked in. They was so tall and master Lightwolf was even larger in his werewolf form. SevereDamage was the one incharge of Keyra's assignment.

" Here is your new superior... Keyra." Fryda said as she and the rest left the room.

" But mistress are you..."

" Silence she-wolf!!"

Keyra froze at the sound of his thunderous voice and slowly turned to face him.

" You have made me proud ..... and you are also given the chance to be paired with the top males of the clan."

" I don't want any of them ... if I had my choice it would be you."

SD smiled before he replied. " That warms my heart and I hoped you would choose me but that will have to wait and see if anyone opposes. But for now I have given you ten of the castles warriors and I want you to lead them to he closest hunter camps and clear them out so the clan's cubs can play and grow safely."

" I'm no leader...... "

" You will do fight your an exellent fighter and will be a fine mate for me and serve as my sub. Now go on they await you."

[Keyra]

Keyra looked at the larger men and women of her attack group taking a deep breath before starting out of the stronghold.

" Poisonclaw.... we hunt was wolves.... change your form."


" They have ways of detecting that, we need to get them truely off guard. I need someone to fake an injury a woman... most of them are me and don't get much down time so they most likely will drop their weapons to check."


" You are a devieous one.... ok we'll do it your way."

They followed Keyra as she checked the area for hunter camps.soon they had found a large one and the hunters didn't look quite dissiplined as they are suppose to be. There was no lookout most had been drinking and passed out openly in the open field.

" Well we don't need to plan .... kill them all but leave one to tell of what happen..... to tell the rest to leave us alone."

" Yes huntress.."

The group took their wolven forms and took the camp by storm. Some hunters that was doing the right thing defended themselves well but Keyra knew how they fought and countered them easily. soon three hunters was left and pinned in as Keyra's group enclosed around them. Keyra stepped forward and took her normal form. The hunter's reconized her instanly as they looked in shocked.


" Your Nikkii's apprentice....... Keyra. You vile wench no wonder I couldn't land a blow to you."

Keyra threw her swords straight into the other two wounded hunters and grabbed the last by the face. She placed her hunters charm on his neck and pushed him down.

" Tell the other to pack their effects and return south .... this is my new family and I don't want them being killed by your kind.... Now Go."

The hunting group departed leaving the sole survivor to collect himself and return to Murnf with her message and her medallion she once wore.

[Keyra]

Keyra's guilt subsided as her pack cheered at the utter destruction of their enemies, that defeat would take months to recover the manpower from that loss. And the lone hunter sent back wounded would never have the nerve to stand up against a lycanthrope let alone a pack of them. They hoisted Keyra onto their shoulders as the reached the lycanthrope keep. The Elder lycans and Fryda was standing outside with smiles across their faces.

The barberian SD was with them and he motioned for her to follow him. He had a horse by the reins and as soon as Keyra was close enough he lifted her on top of it.

" I have something to show you she-wolf... our paring was approved."

" You mean I can have a partner?"

" ......... Yes, and since you chose me I will take care of you."

He got on the horse with her and started heading southeast till they was in swampland. Keyra didn't look too thrilled with the area at first. They came across alot of caves, as Sd dismounted the horse and pulled her down from the steed.


" Follow me this will be our home ...... hopefully for many years."

The cave he had selected was lightly furnashed but not a simple primative dwelling. Keyra explored the dwelling with hopeful intention.

" Keep the cave secret... I must return to the castle but I'll return shortly... perhaps you may find something to lighten the place up."

Keyra smiled as SD departed leaving her to her new home.

[Keyra]

Time passed and Keyra had fully adopted the life of being a lycanthrope. She had even become a mother of four. The cubs developed faster than the average child would possibly from the wolven side. They was very aggressive cubs fighting and growing amongst eachother constantly. SD had been gone awhile since his last return a few weeks before. Out of worry she felt it would be necessary to move to safer territory for her cubs sake. Durning the night she left with her cubs and travelled as a wolf with her cubs following close behind. Her only troubles was around the murnf area as the hunters of all types had increased there patrol range.

Keyra did have one run in with a lone hunter. He attempted to take the life of one of her cubs but he didn't even have a chance to rethink his stratagy as she had charged in and cut his arms off and poisoning his body. By morning Keyra and her cubs was safely nestled within the castle. First on her mind was finding her provider SD, and one that might know where he was is Fryda.

" Keyra!, come the hunters have changed their tactics our last few hunting parties have dissappeared and later being found with their heads severed." Fryda had come up from behind her.

" Was SD among them?"

" No he is with my husband, they are investigating the matter but we are going to hunt ourselves because all the cubs have gone with little food for too long."

[Keyra]

Hours pasted as the two she-wolves treked arcross the snowy fields. They follwed the scent of the missing hunting party till they came to a spot of bloody animal bodies and multiple footprints showing that there was some kind of fight that took place. The area smelled of werehunters and the blood of lycanthropes.

" So... this is what happened. Fayrian's party was attacked and killed." Fryda said as she lifted the animal carcase over her shoulder.

"This isn't like the normal stratagy, hunters don't attack in stealth. Traps yes.... now I see how pointless most of them was. But this seemed to be a much smaller grouping of them. I remeber Nikkii's crew was about twenty or more hunters with us. This group of them seem to be less than seven of them maybe more skilled than myself." Keyra ran her hand over some of the footprints.

"You say that like they migght pose a real threat to us here. This was a sneak attack and will not happen again.I'll tell my husband of this and he'll think of something. Now grab one of the boars over there and lets go."

Keyra lifted the closest to over her shoulder an then thought of SD.

"Why did he just leave me and our cubs?"

" You must be speaking of SD? Honestly he showed up one day saying he was the servant of Innoruk, he was uncontrollable and ultimately he took off to points unknown. Now pick up your pace girl we are being watched."

They used what stength they had to run back within the castle boundaries and gaurds patrolled.

[Kyrinn the Black]

Continued from The Werehunters

Nightfall at Zentar’s Keep.

The last timid rays of sunlight are snuffed from existance and the frigid cold of the north sets in. Without pause the Oasis born warmachine churns on. Scores of soldiers had come to the Keep to do battle with the Lycanthrope menace, but none had expected it to last this long. True Werehunters were growing scarce and the bulk of the army was now comprised of petty mercenaries. Some professional soldiers, some little more than simple thugs, and almost nobody left who actually cared about the cause.

Underneath the Keep courtyard a secret meeting was being held. 3 Tier’Dal and a Human were making preparations for a long foray into the wilderness. Not one person in the keep knew who they were or why they were there, even though their mission was no different. Outside of the four themselves, there was only one old man in Oasis who had any idea they even existed, and Oasis was very far away indeed.

The human was the first of the group to break the silence, “So Khael, what are the new orders from Oasis?” His name was Rhynn. He was a rather unremarkable man by appearance. Short brown hair, brown eyes and a medium build. He wore a suit of deep red scale armor, with a long and short sword on his belt. He fancied himself quite a Ranger but in reality it was his archery that was top notch. He was the team sniper.

The man he spoke to was the eldest of the three Teir’dal. Though physically quite frail, Khael was a very accomplished Magician. He dressed in flame red robes and had shoulder length hair died to match. He was currently studying several scrolls and a map of the area at a small desk in the corner. He did not look up when he replied, “More of the same I’m afraid. Djivan wants us to continue ambushing hunting parties in an effort to cripple the Lycan supply line. I do not thi…”

“More slinking about in the night like common thieves then!?!” The younger of the three cut him off. Nobody knew his real name but he went by Hexmark. He was a skilled cleric, for his age, but his arrogance was far greater than any power he possessed. He dressed in a subdued grayish chainmail and wore a small mace about his belt.

“Be silent, or be silenced!” The final member of the small group bellowed. The middle of the three Tier’dal but easily the most formidable. He dressed in an exquisite suit of a dark bronze colored platemail and carried an equally impressive looking halberd. He hid his face behind a crimson scarf, displaying only his bright red eyes and long waist length black hair. He paced the tiny cellar room while he addressed the small group, “Finish your preparations and get some rest, we leave for the border at midnight.”

His name was Kyrinn. The leader and only true Werehunter of the small band of commandos…

[Keyra]

" Quickly gather a few more within the castle we need to get back out there and hunt." Fryda said to Keyra as they dropped the animals with the cooks. They quickly started skinning the animals to prepare for the cubs.

" We have alot of hunting to do then we still need food for the rest of the pack too. Those attacks took us by surprise and our stock was depleted."

" Say no more mistress Fryda I'll take two othes with me while you organize some othes ...... give me a few hours to come back, just make sure my cubs are fed well." Keyra said as she dashed out. She quickly found the two other lycans she would need and they set out into the wilderness.


The wildlife seemed to be a bit distance that night forcing them well out out their normal hunting area. The area smelled of hunters but the need was more important. Soon the sorce of the smell came into view a lone scout, this was something that couldn't be passed up and the chance the might be spotted was great. Keyra leved her crossbow onto the hunter then shot. The bolt caught him in the neck, but it didn't kill him as she hoped but he was downed no the less. One of the other lycans went over to him and stomped the bolt completely thru, ending his life.

" Vile hunter.... the sight sickens me. I wish we could run them completely from our territory." The lycan went on before he noticed Keyra and the other lycan was already on the move again. Soon a herd of deer was within sight and Keyra would have the food for the pack.

[Kyrinn the Black]

“Alright, bring it in you louts!” Wren’s voice boomed across the small clearing. Within just a few minutes several more lupine shapes bounded into view, morphing into their human forms as they approached. It was a small hunting party, 10 in all including Wren himself, but they were skilled enough to compensate for their lack of numbers. Most larger parties wouldn’t hunt this far out but Wren’s boys could handle anything.

“We’ll make one more circuit then return to the castle.”

“We’ve got plenty of meat, we should turn back now”

“One more circuit!”

The ten hunters from Castle Lightwolf returned to their lupine forms and bounded back into the wilderness. The truth was that they did have plenty but Wren detected a faint smell that was out of place in the woods today. He was hoping it was more of the scum from Oasis, come to die to his claws. He could return home with food and trophies if it was. Glory could be his for the taking.

A faint whistling sound in the trees brought Wren from his visions of conquest. Before he could react the forest in front of him erupted in sea of crimson. Three of his pack were killed in their tracks before he even heard their screams, the three bodies hit the snowy forest floor in unison, their faces and torso’s riddled with arrows. Wren was faster than most though, as soon as he recognized what was happening he started tracing the arrows back to their source.

A blast of heat hit him like a wall from behind, he turned instinctively to find the rear of his column engaged with an enormous creature made from fire. Four more lay dead at it’s feet, their bodies little more than charred skeletons. The arrows continued to rain down, the elemental monster pushed it’s attack…it was too much, Wren turned to run as the last of his pack were erased from the mortal realm. He only made it a few steps and everything stopped. The forest was silent once again. Only the corpses of the slain remained as testimony that anything had been amiss.

“Frightened boy?”

The voice came from in front of him but there was nothing there to see. Wren reared back on his hind legs and bared his claws scanning the wilderness for any sign of his attackers. He would not be taken easily.

“What’s wrong? Don’t tell me this simple illusion is enough to fool you, some beast you are.”

The shadows from the trees seemed to darken then, slightly at first then rapidly closing in on a point. Suddenly the shadows vanished, leaving behind the form of a dark elf, dressed in a bronze colored suit of plate armor. In his hand he carried a crossbow and at his belt he wore a heavy bladed sword. He gestured with his empty hand, “Come on then child, it’s time to earn your right to existence.”

“I’ll make you pay!” Wren screamed as he charged the black skinned warrior.

With one fluid motion the Werehunter unsheathed his sword and struck. The sword bit deep into Wrens neck severing his head completely. The force of his charge carried his lifeless body three more steps before it fell to the snowy ground. None of the food they had caught would make it to Castle Lightwolf now, and Wrens dreams of greatness had been tragically ended…

[Keyra]

Keyra's group had their fill of meat and was bound back for the castle. The meat they had was not of the best quality, but it would have to do there was cubs to think of and the soldiers that protected the castle depending on the hunting parties for food. The wereform she had grown to be comfortable with now, and yet still missed her friends in the Oasis. Most of which she still missed her mentor Nikkii, but even now that she had resigned from the hunters she would stll be killed by her for stealing her nephew. Still she wondered what Dijvan thinks of her now and that jerk Kyrinn was he a lycanthrope too.

Finally Keyra's party was safe within the castle walls. Like before the meat was sent to be stored. Lord lightwolf was down in the courtyard and very very upset.

" What is wrong with yhis pack?" He roared. " Those hunters are still killing our hunting parties,WE ARE BETTER THAN THOSE IDIOTS! They are a shadow of the once tougher hunters only now most are worthless mecenaries and common thugs."

Fryda went to calm him but he flew into raged and shoved her away. She knew that he didn't wish to be calm at this time and stood back by hs side.

" I want a strike team prepared we are going to show those hunters...... I want to purge the camps from our region. I want them pushed back to that cursed village of murnf. AND BRING ME KEYRA I WILL HEAR OF THE HUNTERS TRICKS. AS FOR THE TEAM BE READY TO LEAVE AT DAWN WHEN THE HUNTERS LEAST EXPECT, THEY WILL BE WEARY FROM THE NIGHT EXPLOITS."

So much for rest and seeing her cubs as soon as she could. She went to Lord Lightwolf and rendered him a bow. He was growling even in human form, his eyes burned with anger.

"Speak she-wolf.... tell me again where would normal hunter camps be placed and how many are within said camps."

" My'lord ..... the hunters that have been killing the parties aren't following the standard methods. The one fallen party I found was done in by a group of less than seven. The normal hunters party is atleast twenty."

" So... The old men in the desert are changing tactics then so be it. We'll force them out by attacking Murnf they'll have to come out then and a second wave will wait for them." Lightwolf said with a smile.

[Keyra]

The snowy courtyard erupted into a frenzy as a crowd gathered at the entrance. Lord Lightwolf and Fryda stood watching with extreme interest as Keyra let curiousity take hold. She pushed her way past the larger people in an effort to see what they was gathering around. She bumped into a large brown dire wolf and draped over him was several large sacks of meat. Beside him stood a large man holding a dead hunter over his shoulder and held a semi-living hunter by the head. Whith a smile he dropped the hunters to the ground, no sooner did they hit, than they was grabbed and dragged over to a pit with stakes stuck into the ground. Soon the dead hunter was engulfed in flame and the one that clung to life was begging for it as Lightwolf himself held her by the throat.

" Your a stupid wench how many of my people begged for their life and you slaughtered anyway." Lightwolf growled as he changed into his lupine form.

"I..... I... am...... just...... a .. novice." Lightwolf gave a toothy grin then a sudden snap and the girl hung lifeless. Lightwolf then turned to the new arrival. " You good man what is your name?"

"Renault..... I ask for admittance into your pack... I will do my share of the work load."