Dawn was just rising as the huntress crept slowly, quietly toward her quarry. Though it was wasn't as large as a dragon she still accepted the pay from the village's governer. The beast was silently dozing in a Forrest clearing. The blue striped Liger was unaware that it death was slowly creeping in. The cool morning breeze hardened the huntress's bare nipples as the expose hair all over her body prickled to life. She took slow dileberate breaths as she drew closer to the liger. It roused a bit and then fell back into it's peaceful slumber. With the speed of a lightning strike she decapitated the liger and let its blood seep into the ground. A triumphant smile was on the huntress's face as she Rose and put the head in a burlap bag and started to walk away as she heard a small growl and an attempt of a roar but ended in a squeak.