[i]The lone Huntress weaved her way through a long dead forest, keeping careful watch of the being that had been tailing her for miles. She stopped and threw a smoke bomb to the ground, vanishing from sight in an instant. She looked down from the tree she had so swiftly grappled on to. She heard the foot steps, and as they drew closer, she removed a knife. The foot steps were directly under her, but they had stopped, and an air of confusion seeped from the being below. In an instant, the Huntress had landed on the ground, and held a knife to the beings throat. ' What do you want, stranger? ' She hissed, adjusting her grip on the blade. You thought of what to say, a silence filling the dead forest. [/i]