Chapter Eight
*Wakfu is NOT MINE! Me: -v-*
The forest goes silent as we creep between the trees. "There's nothing here anymore, what do we hunt?" Yugo whispers to me, breaking the silence.
"The forest is quiet because everything is fleeing," I say as I adjust my grip on his dagger. "We can corner a deer or something like that at the end of the island."
"You seem to know a lot considering you've been stuck in that void for 2000 years," Adamai mutters as he hops over a fallen trunk.
Bad memories of the person who taught me all these things flood my mind, and I mutter back, "Let's just say I learned a long time ago and leave it at that."
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After a few hours walking, we emerge onto a beach and spot what seems to be all of the birds on the island circling a spot in the open ocean. We start walking along the beach until we spot a doe, who had been driven out here by our footsteps. "Time to start training," I whisper to Yugo and Adamai.
I direct them to the other side of the stranded doe, and we slowly advance on her. She backs away until she hits the cold ocean water, then cowers there, waiting for death to come. I jump at the chance and drive the dagger through the doe's heart. "That's how you hunt deer," I say to the two boys behind me, who both jump, terrified by the blood.
I drag the body to a clearing and say, "When I learned to hunt, my instructor said you must use most of the animal in respect to the bounty nature has given us. If we don't use all of it, we bury the remaining parts." I notice they can't meet my eyes. "Have you ever seen blood before?"
"Most of the death we've seen is bloodless," Adamai shakily replies. Yugo's eyes are far away, staring into space.
I sigh. "You should have told me you've never seen blood before. I would have gone and killed out of your sight and cleaned the body so we could skin in peace." I stand. "I'm going to wash off the blood, you stay here."
Yugo finds me in the haven bag skinning the deer, no blood in sight. He clears his throat in the hallway outside the kitchen, and I turn to face him. He still has glassy eyes.
"Are you really okay?"
"Yeah..."
"Okay." I study him again. His eyes are focused now.
I cut off a piece of meat, and he flinches. "You should have told me you've never seen blood before. I'll go hunting alone until you get used to it."
He nods and tentatively takes the slab. "I'll bring this to Adamai, he'll love it. I don't have the heart to eat it now. I'll have soup if that's fine with you."
Before he steps out the doorway, I grab his wrist. "Are you sure you're okay?"
He smiles slightly before replying "Yes," and walking out.