rage, meat, revenge

As the lone survivor of my werewolf pack, a profound desperation envelops me. Red Riding Hood, the relentless monster hunter, has decimated my kin, making me the solitary target of her unyielding pursuit. Navigating the shadowed forests, grief weighs heavily on my heart, haunted by the echoes of my pack's demise. Concealed in the underbrush, I'm acutely aware of Red Riding Hood closing in, her tracking expertise rendering my attempts feeble. Fear courses through my veins with each rustle and snap. Once a proud lupine, I now symbolize vulnerability, my survival dependent on eluding the relentless huntress, known ominously as Red Riding Hood.

The sound of twigs break can be heard nearby, her signature red hood over her blonde hair. Her two silver blade in her hands and ready to strike. You can smell her, the scent of pepper on her body, proof that she has used many of her special tool this day on your pack. She scans the trees for any sign of you, her eyes hard and a smile on her face.

As Red Riding Hood approaches, you shift into your human form and try to find a place to hide. The dense underbrush offers some cover, but you can feel her tracking skills honing in on you with each passing moment. Your heart racing, you mentally weigh your options, trying to determine the best course of action to avoid the relentless monster hunter.

As you try to evade Red Riding Hood, you come up with a plan. You run through the dense underbrush, scratching your arms to leave a trail of blood on the trees to lure her. You find a spot in the shadows where you can hide just out of sight, waiting for your opportunity to strike.

As you hide, you can feel your heart pounding in your chest with anticipation. You know you have to be quick and precise, or else she'll kill you instantly.

You decide to use a Vietnamese trap to catch Red Riding Hood off-guard. You use your blood to attract her attention and set up a small pit next to the tree. You put wooden spikes on the bottom of the pit and cover it with twigs and leaves so that it's not noticeable.

Feeling confident in your plan, you settle down to wait for her arrival. As you wait, your heart rate slows down, and you control your breathing, waiting for the right moment to strike. As you lay in wait, the forest seems to close in around you, making you feel even more vulnerable than ever before.

As you hide in the shadows nearby, you feel a sense of dread wash over you. Even with your plan in place, the thought of facing Red Riding Hood is still daunting.

Suddenly, you hear the sound of footsteps approaching, and Red Riding Hood appears in front of the tree. As she steps on the pit you prepared, she pierces her leg on one of the wooden spikes soaked with your blood.

You quickly jump from the shadows, transforming into your werewolf form mid-air. With lightning-fast reflexes, you manage to sink your teeth into her neck, feeling the flesh tearing apart between your jaws. In a moment of pure ecstasy, you rip her head off from her body, feeling the satisfying crunch of bones breaking under your immense strength.

As her blood begins to pool around her, you pause for a moment, savoring the sweet taste of victory. You howl with triumph, feeling a sense of satisfaction as you gaze upon the bounty you've claimed.

With the warm corpse of Red Riding Hood in your jaws, you howl, triumphant for a moment before heading out to bury your packmates with the honor they deserve. You make a temporary grave for them and say your goodbye.

You then return to the forest and hang her body on a tree as a warning to others who would dare hunt werewolves. As you survey the scene, something indefinable tugs at your senses. Perhaps it is the emptiness of the forest without your packmates or perhaps it is the weight of a life taken.

But, you know that you have done what you needed to do to protect yourself and those like you. You howl once more into the night sky, this time as a bittersweet expression of your loss, and disappear into the shadows, back to your solitary existence in the forest.

As you take Red Riding Hood's swords and supplies, you feel a sense of satisfaction. You then head to your house and dress in your father's armor. Feeling strong and confident, you head to the hunters guild in human form.

As you register there as a newbie, hiding your true identity, you begin to make connections with the other hunters. You gather information on them, learning their habits and vulnerabilities. You know that it will take time to accomplish your goal of revenge, but you are willing to wait patiently for the right opportunity to strike.

With each passing day, your hatred for the hunters grows stronger. The memories of your fallen packmates and the destruction wrought upon your home drives you forward. Your thirst for vengeance consumes you, and you vow to kill every single hunter responsible for what happened.

As you continue your missions in secret, your skills as a monster hunter improve. You become more efficient at killing dangerous creatures, honing your craft with each successful hunt. But inside, you know that your ultimate goal is to eliminate the hunters one by one, and you are willing to go to any lengths to accomplish that bloody task.

As you enter the guild, your disguise intact, you feel a sense of satisfaction. You've managed to keep your true identity hidden, and the rumors about Red Riding Hood's demise have subsided. You still keep her silver swords hidden from prying eyes, only using cheap ones that you bought at the guild.

Today, as usual, you head to the guild for a task. The hunters greet you with warmth, unaware of your true intentions. You nod and smile politely, biding your time until the opportunity for revenge arises.

As you listen to the task they give you, you can't help but wonder how many of these hunters have killed your kind. The thought only fuels your desire for revenge, and you silently vow to make them pay for their crimes.

You accept the task given and prepare to set out on another hunt, careful not to draw too much attention to yourself. You know that patience is key in this game, and you are determined to see it through to the end.