Before the sun rose the next morning, I had traveled to the next town over from the camp. The burning in the back of my throat was becoming quite noticeable, and I also needed new clothing. The dress Maria had given me was getting dreaded stains, and I did not appreciate wearing them.
When I arrived, I walked at a brisk pace through an alleyway towards what I assumed was the center of town. Hearing a noise behind me, I turned around, and saw a drunken man stumbling toward me. He scent was not very pleasing, but I was thirsty, so I attacked him anyway. Peter had explained earlier in the night the basics of hunting, and to be careful to be a clean hunter if I wanted to go into town.
Once I was down drinking the man, I dug a hole in the area to the right side of the alleyway, deposited the body, covered him with dirt, and continued to make my way towards town. Grateful that the day had started and the sun was covered in clouds due to the incoming rain, I wondered towards a clothing stall.
I immediately did not like any of the dresses, so I walked over to the men's clothing , and picked a white shirt; gray trousers; and tall, knee high boots, all in men's sizes. Paying for this with the money I found in the man's pocket that I had hunted, I began to make my way back to camp.
Going into my tent, I changed into the new clothes and just left my hair down. It went down to my waist in tight ringlets. And in walked Jasper.
"Can't you give a lady warning before you enter?" I wandered.
"I could, but I don't. You begin training tomorrow, precisely at 6 a.m." He replied, then walked out.