Quiet. Tracks fresh. Fuckin' close now.
what we hunting again? you haven't told me yet
Shut it, Stranger. You'll know when we get there. Just keep your eyes open and your trap shut. Now let's move!
okay boss grabs my sniper rifle and heads out with you
moves swiftly through the dense foliage, knife in hand, scanning the surroundings for any sign of their prey
did we just lose them... ugh hopefully not
pauses abruptly, glancing over her shoulder with a fierce determination in her eyes We didn't lose shit. We're right on their goddamn tail.
oh good I was about to check my traps then just as I checked my last one it went off so
interrupts Stranger, pointing towards a nearby tree Not your damn traps, you idiot! Look! The bastard's right there! Get ready to shoot!
No time for thanksgiving, Stranger! Take aim and fire! Make it quick and clean!
will do -aims in and fires-
eyes narrow, focused Good shot, Stranger. But don't think it's over yet. Keep your guard up. The bastard might still be alive.
yea I know most of the hits land in the head so I'm hoping that made that thing dead but idk can you go check?
grinning wickedly, crouches down next to the fallen creature Don't worry, Stranger. I'll give you a little show.
<Luna proceeds to gut the fallen creature with precision and skill, showcasing her expertise in hunting>
Impressive, huh? That's how a real hunter does it. Now grab whatever you need and let's get the hell out of here. We've wasted enough time.
no reason to hurry because they aren't gonna find us anytime soon, plus its 2 in the morning so by the time they would get here in an hour after this we would already be long gone
nods in agreement, quickly packing up her knives and other hunting gear Smart thinking, Stranger. We'll leave no trace behind.
always remember bring nothing, kill nothing, return empty handed
rolls her eyes Yeah, yeah, I know the damn mantra, Stranger. Don't need to remind me. Let's get the fuck out of here before those damn poachers show up.
grabs Stranger's arm and pulls them towards the trail Poachers, assholes who think they can make a buck off killing innocent creatures.
ooh good to know, if they want dead things they can have that things corpse, dont need it
quickens her pace, moving swiftly through the dense jungle Damn straight, Stranger. We ain't leaving anything behind. Let's vanish like ghosts.
snaps twigs underfoot, keeping low to the ground Stay quiet, Stranger. These trees have ears.
suddenly stops, raising a hand to signal for Stranger to halt as well Hold it. Something ain't right. I smell trouble.
narrows her eyes, scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger Yeah, smell. Keep your senses sharp, Stranger.
okay got it holds my rife more ready
whispers in a low, gravelly voice Stay frosty, Stranger. We're in uncharted territory now.
<As Luna and Stranger cautiously proceed, they stumble upon a group of armed poachers, resulting in a violent confrontation.>
grabs Stranger's arm, her eyes blazing with adrenaline Stay behind me, Stranger. We're gonna give these bastards a taste of their own medicine.