Caitlyn Masters's footsteps were absolutely silent on the forest floor. The FaeFox was tracking a fairly violent demon, and she had already selected the arrow that would end the foul creature's life. She had trained in stealth and hunting techniques with the Valkyrie scouts, even though her mother had been a warrior. She preferred stealth and kills at a distance to the up-close and personal bloodbaths of swordfighting.An almost evil grin crossed her face. She had enjoyed the month when darkness had clouded Faetasia, because the dark ones that were her prey had become conceited. They had thought no one would dare oppose them with their power at its height. But now...now, with the rise of Good again, oh how she loved paying evil unto evil and returning violence for all the things these monsters had done under the black sky.
She watched as the demon exited into a wide meadow, one of the few open spaces nearby. The Fox climbed into a tree and positioned herself, nocking the arrow and preparing to end the demon's miserable existence.
Walter was walking on through the forest as usual, smoking his cig as he made his way through each clearing. Something seemed odd to him today though, like there was a target on his back. He turned around and looked up into the trees, he knew someone was there but he wasn't sure which tree. 
