DAYS AND NIGHTS
"Die!" cried Jiri, lunging out from behind the tree. She brings her dagger down into the wolf's shoulder, making it howl in pain It quickly extracts the dagger and tosses it to the side, it then rushes Jiri and knocks her to the ground, she quickly regains her footing and make ready for the wolf to attack. "Your a fast one." laughed Jiri "but not fast enough." Jiri takes out another dagger, which is hidden beneath her jacket "time for you to die!' Jiri makes a mad dash at the werewolf, but to no avail, for she is knocked back from an unseen force. "What the?" asked Jiri, trying to regain her breath "what just hit me? Jiri peered into the darkness, what she sees shocks her, for joining the wounded werewolf are the four others, each towering over their bretheren. "Oh," laughed Jiri, getting to her feet "it was you." "Follish girl." snarled the biggest of the group "death shall come for you now." With that the others attack. "Death shall come for me?" laughed Jiri, as she cut the tongues out of the werewolves mouths "don't make me laugh." So Jiri stuffed the tongues into her pouch and made her way back home. Once Jiri arrived back in the town, the sun is already peaking over the horizon. "Long night, huh?" asked Berik, a town local, rushing up Jiri "how'd you make out?' "That's for me to know," snapped Jiri "and for you to find out." She tossed the pouch to Berik and walks into ther house, closing the door behind her. Berik then reaches into the pouch and extracted the three tongues, fresh blood still spilling from them. "Gross!" cried Berik, dropping the tongues to the ground "what the hell is wrong with her?" "Who you talking to?" asked a voice from behind Berik, he turned to see the mayor of the town standing there. "I was just talking to myself," replied Berik "I just wanted to know what made Jiri such a cold hearted person." "Do you really wan tot knwo?" asked the mayor, Berik nodded his head yes "well it all started about ten years ago."
Jiri goes on the hunt