4 Red Hood and the White Stag

The fear that there was in her disappeared. After a while she got used to the constant shouting and rustling. Though it was still annoying. After a while the shoutings had more of a.... death-rattle.

"The forest taking its prey. No matter who are they will be killed. Simply it is Mother Earth's will." I said in an soothing tone

But ut was no veil. She is a child after all and hearing all this made her shaking, like a leaf in the wind.

After about 40 minutes there was an other horn played indicating that the event is over.

I looked at Fenrir. See seems okay now but i don't know what's happened in her head. She is tend to be... a bit on the evil side.

She packed up and jumped off the tall tree making a perfect landing thanks to the squirrel that soul's she crushed before. Not many walking later we found a team of adventurers or rather what have been left of them. She looked at them with grim face and a dead glaze. Realized that life mean nothing here and that she needs to be stronger to survive. After a quick look she found a small red cape with some basic leather clothes. She changed in a matter of seconds. The old rags of clothes that weren't any better than being naked. the stats of the clothes were not particularly good but from a common item what you expect? The small red cape on the otherhand. It was a rare item that can be upgraded to even godlike item.

"Fenrir! This cape is good! It will come handy later on.* i said while also looking for loot to take.

Not many later she equipped the small red cape. It was nothing good looking or extravagant. The small hood covered her greyish hair while leaving a tuft of hair covering her right eye. She have a long hair that wasn't well maintained so she grabbed a small knife from one of the body and quickly cut her hair. it wasn't good or bad but for the time it is good. The rest of the cape is short only slightly above her hip while both side were tied with a leather string under her neck. Maybe it would be wiser to make a cape shirt to not being able to be grabbed and suffocated from behind.

The Looting continued but not to later an small sword was found. The size were okay her small fluffy hand it was perfect. It wasn't adorned or silverlined a basic short sword with leader grip. It was a common item after all.

As the search for equipment continued we found ourselves close to a lake. But what we saw on the otherside was the White Stag. So they didn't killed it? Then why did they returned? Because of the loss? While i was pondering on these question i saw that Fenrir stepping closer to the lake.

"I want to kill it and get his soul...For i be the strongest." said these word which are engraved to my skull. No matter what i do i can't stop her. Just what this girl become?

She charged while i tried to make her stop all in vain. After all the dead have no power on the living. she jumped on the water almost levitating. A skill from a bug that she killed a while ago. As the deer started to realize what is going on she cut her head off in a single blow. The blood spilled everywhere while she stand in the middle with a demonic grin. This is no child's play. Maybe this is what happens when a human have to much power?