Tracker for hire...

Thanking Moon in my own way and leaving her to be with Luna. I went over to the way I enter the room and grabbed a barely living, and very lucky, hunter with my bare hands. I covered his neck and hauled him up to shoulder lever and proceeded out the door.

I began to question my new best friend. How his wife was, how many kids he had, if he wanted them to live, how his neighbors were, the name of his employer, his opinions on his senator, How he was going to vote in the fall, the license plate number of the car he came in, ect, ect.

I went outside to see if my friend if snowboarding with out snowboards was possible ( and maybe ask for a demonstration ) when I saw Fox-halfer (Had to fox, the smell is unmistakable) out looking at the ground.

"So, where do you think they went?"

The question wasn't directed at me but I answered it anyway.

"They're off to some rich girls place, they'll be easy to track."

"How do you know-"

He saw the bloody mess in my hand, who was at this moment even physically spilling his guts.

"May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Zar."

"And what kind of halfer are you"

"Bear"

His eyes widened. I could almost see him thinking about his last encounter with a bear.

"Don't worry, Fox is a tad to stringy to eat. Plus you wouldn't be much of a mouthful."

Alright, I'll admit to maybe having to much fun with this.

End