Hunting For A Living
May 23, 2010 11:00:25 GMT -5
Post by gxk on May 23, 2010 11:00:25 GMT -5
Alena Aaron-
Alena walked silently through the town, her bow, 2 rabbits, and a beaver hidden in the leather pack on her back. Yes she did realize that poaching was a serious crime but she didn't care. If she wanted to keep from starving, she would continue to hunt. Alena had great skill as a hunter, she's had to take care of herself for as long as she can remember. It was just her and her father, and her father kind of, well really, hated her. If that wasn't bad enough, her father was very sick right now so even if he wanted to get her something to eat, he couldn't. Only 14 years old and Alena could take down large game on her own using her bow and knives. It sounded terrible but sometimes she wished her father would just die. She turned her attention back to heading to the Hob to sell her catches so she could buy the things she so desperately needed. No one pays any attention to me, which is fine by me. No one takes notice of me, no one can turn me in if they don't see me. The thoughts of one day getting caught flashed through her mind, but she quickly banished the, she'd never be caught. Who had ever even heard of Alena Aaron? A small smile graced her face.
Alena walked silently through the town, her bow, 2 rabbits, and a beaver hidden in the leather pack on her back. Yes she did realize that poaching was a serious crime but she didn't care. If she wanted to keep from starving, she would continue to hunt. Alena had great skill as a hunter, she's had to take care of herself for as long as she can remember. It was just her and her father, and her father kind of, well really, hated her. If that wasn't bad enough, her father was very sick right now so even if he wanted to get her something to eat, he couldn't. Only 14 years old and Alena could take down large game on her own using her bow and knives. It sounded terrible but sometimes she wished her father would just die. She turned her attention back to heading to the Hob to sell her catches so she could buy the things she so desperately needed. No one pays any attention to me, which is fine by me. No one takes notice of me, no one can turn me in if they don't see me. The thoughts of one day getting caught flashed through her mind, but she quickly banished the, she'd never be caught. Who had ever even heard of Alena Aaron? A small smile graced her face.
