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Subject: First death

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Date Posted: 21:02:46 03/05/03 Wed

The man on the ground’s grin widened, showing yellowed teeth.
“Well, well, aren’t you the pretty one. Why don’t you get yourself on down here and save us all a bit of trouble? All we want is for you to…accompany us somewhere.”
The woman-girl in the tree kept her eyes on him, scarcely moving. The delicate blade in her hand trembled slightly and he switched his gaze to it, aware of the potential dangers if she should strike suddenly. Slowly it lowered and Sifer relaxed back. She was going to come quietly.

But then her stasis was broken all too suddenly. Blue eyes flicked to the side, and then the knife had plunged downwards to rest in her boot again and she was in the air even as his first warning shout ripped out, coming to land in the next tree with feline grace.
“Stop her!”

Movement broke out in a flurry. The Wolf was roaring orders, and the woman skimmed from branch to branch as easily as if she was on the ground while arrows whistled past. Finally, between one jump and the next, a roughly made and badly fletched arrow grazed past her leg, tearing through cloth and skin as it went. It was enough to throw her off balance and she slipped, pitching to the ground at his feet. He drew his sword and moved in – the glory of catching the prey would go to him, and no other.

She recovered quickly, rolling back and catching up her knife. Before the cold steel touched her neck she looked up at him. Her eyes had gone cold, and all softness about her face had gone. Her hand whipped out, and dagger met sword with a clash as she stood. Another second and the naked blade slid into his chest. As he died, the last thing Sifer saw was his blood splashing over dead leaves.

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