The Hunt

I loved to run. The wind in my ears and the feeling of my feet hitting the ground made me calm.

As we lined up to go on the first hunt of the season, I hopped in line next to Amaya.

We weren't supposed to talk to each other unless giving signals during a hunt. I loosened the bandanna from my neck a little, and moved up the line as the dragoness started dispersing into groups. I stood in the group I'd been assigned at the start of the year.

"Next," Someone waved us over, letting us go off to hunt. We started at a slow jog, whizzing past the full green trees.

The wind blew through my bangs and a smile spread across my face. The people at the start of my group had killed their first animal. I'm a runner, so I only kill the animals if they run, and I have to chase them.

Mostly all I was there for was backup, and I loved it. I truly felt this was always what I was meant to do with my life.

Protect the people of Earth, from the people of Hell.