Story: Pursuit… of sorts?

The woods were once again full of the bustle of birds, squirrying to build their nests and gather food for the winter.

Kilbas heard the rustle of mammals doing the same, but they all dissappeared deeper as they felt him approach.

The Hunter was still in a foul mood and it was seething off of him like a dark aura.

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