Hunters Game

Tamara sat on the rooftop, her legs dangling over the edge as the first rays of dawn painted the horizon in hues of gold and pink.

The city below was still asleep, a gentle calm washing over the streets. Her gaze was fixed on the sunrise, a soft, satisfied smile playing on her lips.

"The world is a beautiful place," she murmured. "What makes it so special is that you could never see it all. Every corner, every shadow, holds something new, something unexplored. And that's why I'm in love with the mystery of living beings." She tilted her head slightly, her smile widening. "Don't you agree?"

Behind her, a figure emerged from the shadows. Kallistra stepped forward, her arms crossed, the sound of her heels echoing through the roof.

She followed Tamara's gaze to the sunrise, her expression unreadable.