NOAH
You can only get so far
With no one by your side
With no one by your side
If you had asked Noah what his ideal day of hunting was, this would not be it. It was his decision to go further after the herd, and he would take responsibility for it. He would not let any harm befall Korbin. Noah grit his teeth as his arrow flew, and the familiar thunk of arrowhead into flesh made a shiver run down his spine. The experienced hunter had another arrow pulled and notched, aimed and fired, before the man could get close enough to them. His first shot was only a wounding shot, but his second dropped him. Straight through the eye. Noah's stomach turned.
The sound that Korbin heard was a woman. A small woman, probably young. She crouched near the now-dead man, shaking his body furiously. A scream left her lips before she got up and turned to run. Noah held his breath for a moment, but it was clear that she was running away. "We need to go," Noah said, reaching for Korbin's arm and taking off in the way they had come. He did not look back.
He had killed a man.
A dark storm lies ahead
