Hunting For You (private for Me and Dolphi)
 

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Name: Vincent Zaara
Age: around 17
Height: 175 cm
Weight: 130 lbs
Race: Werewolf
Personality: Calm and usually quiet. He is a good hunter from his preys and doesn't really enjoy being the one hunted. He likes to blend in with the humans because he's interested in them quite a bit even though there's werewolf hunters out there. He does like to take a little risk.

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Name: Hunter Zero
Age: 21
Height: 6’1
Race: Human
Occupation: Werewolf hunter
Personality: Hunter is a serious guy when it comes to his job, which is hunting werewolves. It was passed down from generation to generation. His dad started training him all about werewolves since he was little. He was fantasized by wolves as a child resulting him to love and hate werewolves at the same time.

Vincent, also called by Vin by his family and friends ran down the side walk. Many humans gasped at seeing him. Vincent was a wild wolf. On the outside. The humans see him as a fierce and wild wolf. Vincent's soft fur that would be perfect for animal jackets. Purple eyes that was almost like a jewel amongst the human beings. Fangs stronge and sharp enough to snap a kid's head clear off the body. But what most people don't know is that Vincent is a werewolf. He's currently ring chasing by a few hunters. Vincent panted as he smile into an ally and scowls. His left leg was bleeding badly and a bullet got stuck in it.

Hunter and his family talked over about hunting something that they researched about. A Werewolf. HIs family were very thrilled about this since they think that they'd be eliminating the enemy if they brought this thing to justice.
Hunter wasn't very keen on this but he went along as he was in the woods with his rifle. "Come out come out wherever you are." He whispered roughly under his voice.

Vincent panted and growled under his breathe. Scowling as he limped through the endless wounds. The hunters were all looking for him...There was no place that was safe. No one place...
Vincent looked up at the sky almost longingly, remembering the days that no one knew about them and they were safe... Vincent growled and fell down. Staining the ground with blood and looked up. A guy stood in front of him. The sun shinning down on him and could barely make out his face. "...Did you come to kill me too?"

Hunter found the half animal and looked at poor Vincent on the ground. He pointed his rifle at him although he didn't pull the trigger, his family of hunters were in other parts of the woods hunting for werewolves.
Hunter took a long hard look at Vincent and something about him he just cant pull the trigger. His hunter side is seeming down as he made a low sigh under his breath, "I'm going to get in shit for this."
He lowered his rifle, "Go, get out of here."

Vincent looked up at him when he was talking and closed his eyes. Waiting for the triggar to pull and end his life. When it never came, Vincent opened his eyes and bit his lips. Trying to stand up only to fall to the ground again. More blood seeping out from the wound. Vincent scowled and turned into a human. Forcing himself to stand up so it won't be so bad on his leg and grunted. "...I don't think we'll see each other again..." He said.

Hunter looked at Vincent and blinked when he said that, he looked at his bruised body and felt bad. When Vincent turned into an animal and he watched it he became fantasied by that. At that moment he didn't regret not killing him.
"I dont know about that bud. If you're in these woods again ...just make sure you don't get stopped by my family..they're far more worse than me." He muttered.

"Tsk." Vincent looked away and leaned on one of the trees. "Even if you let me go now. They would still hunt me down..." He grunted and looked down. Licking the wound a little to help ease the pain. "I wouldn't go far with these legs." He growled and tries to limp away. "....but....thank you."

Hunter only nodded at him as he was thinking of how to cover this, maybe he wont tell his family that he had encountered a werewolf or passed down the hunting. He simply walked away, although he had to look that he at least tried to hunt so purposefully he ripped his pants, making holes on them and squished some red berries slapping it on his knees as he walked away.

Vincent closed his eyes and once he got deep enough into the forest, he leaned against a tree that hid him behind the bushes. That human... Vincent looked down and treated his wounds with some herbs he knew was good. Not all humans are bad.

Hunter's family gathered everyone together. They were all panting and sweating slightly, "So how did it go? Anybody caught something?" Hunter's father asked as they all shook their heads, including Hunter and looked disappointed.
Hunter was lying smoothly though.
"Alright, spread out again." Hunter's father ordered.

Vincent sniffed the air and scowled. Stupid people hasn't given up yet... Vincent forced himself to stand up and turn into a human. He looked up at his ears and grunted. He needed to hide these...Vincent thought as he went toward the town.

Hunter sighed, he'd rather train and go kill innocent animals, despite it not being fair but he was named Hunter for a reason. Once again he lost himself in the forest but he wasn't hunting this time, he was just walking.

Vincent grunted as he looked up at the sky. Biting his lips and sat down on the ground. "...Just...a little more..." He panted out and sighed. Almost. When he reach the town, he can get disguise and get away from these werewolf hunters.

Hunter's aunt spotted something moving, making her alert and run for Vincent, "Ah hah!" She said loudly, she kinda yelled it loud enough for Hunter and other family members to hear. NOt loud enough for Hunter's dad to hear thankfully.
Hunter blinked, "Shit." He grumbled to himself and started running to his aunt's voice.

Vincent's ears twitched as he turned to look at the woman with his dark blue eyes. He stood up and glared at her. "Tsk. Tsk. If you just left me alone I wouldn't have to do this..." He said as he transformed into a wolf. Growling at the woman. "Come then...I will rip your head off!"

Hunter was about to stand up for Vincent but in a matter of second Vincent turned into a wolf making him widen his eyes and blink rapidly. He tisked to himself, "Damn I was about to stand up for you." He muttered as Vincent was growling rather loudly, catching Hunter's father's attention as he ran as fast as he could.
The aunt did not hesitate to aim her bow and arrow at Vincent, she pierced her bow deep into Vincent's stomach, it's powerful enough to make Vincent pass out.
"Dont you think that'll attract his family or other pack of werewolves?" hunter asked his aunt.
"That's the point...I don't get why you are so fixated on them, that thing was about to rip me apart." she growled.
"IT's not a thing, it's a he." Hunter muttered to himself.

Vincent whimpered out in pain and curled up. Falling down to the ground and bit his lips. Curling up into a ball and panted. Pulling the bow out but couldn't move. He laid there, still alive but half dead. "...What did we ever do to you guys?" He muttered under his breath and closed his eyes.
The scent of blood attracted the other wolves. "....Vin is wounded...badly. By humans."
Growls can be heard in the background.

Hunter's eyes widened as they all heard the wolfs, "Okay I think that's our cue to go. Right aunt? We're not fighting a pack of wolves." Hunter muttered, he really doesn't want to and he doesn't see how now he's going to get on their good side, "I think the safest idea is to leave.."
Right then hunter's dad appeared, "LEave? Are you fucking kidding me? No way in hell are we leaving?"
Hunter grumbled and rolled his eyes, fear sweat rolled down his back as he grabbed his aunt's wrist and made a run for it.

Vincent panted as he weakly looked up at the dad. Hunter, who dragged the Aunt away and grunted as the wolves appear around. Ready to fight him. "...Leave. They have guns..." Vincent weakly growled. "It's not worth the whole pack getting...wounded...leave. They have guns..." The pack grunted and glared at Vincent. Not ready to leave without fighting the humans.

Hunter didn't do the responsible thing of standing up for his dad, they were in danger and he was kind of afraid what the pack together was capable of. He doesn't want anyone else hurt so he thought the safest thing to do was to run to safety with his aunt.
On the other hand, Hunter's dad was left alone making him growl and tisk as he cocked his rifle and aimed at them.

Vincent watched weakly as his pack of wolves avoided the shots and bites him in the legs. "Leave at once, human! Haven't you done enough already!?" The leader of the pack growled as more wolves are ready to attack them.
Vincent fainted from the lost of blood eventually.

Hunter's dad growled as he got bit, finally fear struck him as he looked at the werewolves. He doesn't want to die, but then if he lives he'll turn into a werewolf as those bites were pretty deep. Shit. He mentally thought to himself as he said nothing to the werewolves and tried to run away from them to his house.
BUt from his legs, he was barely walking.

The packs growled and glared at him. The pack carried Vincent back to their caves and scowls. "Stupid humans..." The leader muttered. "...But that blonde kiddo is interesting..." He chuckled as he healed Vincent easily. Letting him get some rest.

As soon as Hunter was in his house he released his aunt's wrist since she was bickering and bitching about it. This night was a disaster for him as he doesn't want to be bothered by anyone and ran upstairs.
He threw his rifle in his closet and flopped on his bed.

Vincent took a bit of a rest and closed his eyes. Letting himself rest before opening his eyes back up. The werewolf wanted to see the other again. He knew he had to. When his wounds has healed up. Vincent set back out after he got permission to bring the other home, if he wasn't terrified that is.

It took Hunter's dad many hours to get back to his home. At last he was and by then his wounds healed, making him blink his eyes and look. He thought it was kind of weird, "My god, am I going to turn..." He asked himself as he clenched his jaw. His body felt hot as he entered the house, avoiding eye contact with everyone he walked up to his room, stripping his shirt on the way.
Hunter found himself soundly asleep.

Vincent followed the sweet scent of the berries that Hunter smeared on him mixed with the blood of his dad. He easily found the house and went to the back yard. Turning into a human and climbed up a tree. Easily hopping on to a balcony that was connected to Hunter's room. He knocked on the window with a sly smile. The scent of Hunter, could turn him on. He liked that smell.

Hunter woke up by the sound of a knock on his window? He blinked his eyes and ruffled his hair as he looked at Vincent and widened his eyes. He quickly opened his window and let him, "What are you doing in here? You realize my family are here." He muttered, although not knowing at all that his dad is slowly turning into a werewolf.

Vincent chuckled and walked into the room. Sitting down on the bed and smiled up at him. "Your dad lost...you know?" He chuckled and smiled. "He's going to turn soon....I came here to ask you to come back with me...Have a little dinner." He chuckled. "You know...It's a tradition because you spared my life."

Hunter widened his eyes, "Oh shit..my dad a werewolf?.." He blinked and was worried about his safety now, "My aunt wont like that." He chuckled nervously s he knows that his dad will soon become the hunted.
He then looked at him and smirked softly, "Sure I don't mind. Do I have to dress fancy for this tradition?" He asked with a wink.

"Hm." Vincent chuckled and grins back up at him. "Well....You don't have to." He chuckled. "Just wear whatever suits your mind." He said as he looked at him. His ears twitching a little. "But your father would not sleep tonight as a human...remember that."

Hunter slowly nodded his head and rubbed his hair i thought about his dad. BUt on the other hand he walked to his closet in order to change to his casual clothes, just denim jeans and a plain shirt.
As he changed Hunter's mom checked on her husband and found out unusual werewolf bites making her eyes widen and gasp. Her sister was with him, "That idiot.." she muttered roughly. The females grabbed HUnter's dad and dragged him down to the basement to strap him down when he transforms.

Vincent's ears shot up as he heard the other drag his dad down. "...Has your family always been like this?" He asked softly and looked to the door. "...We could get along.." He chuckled over at Hunter and leaned back. "I don't attack if you they don't attack me first... Wolves aren't that far from dogs...Dogs are just domesticated wolves...but they have dog guards...And they hate...wolves."

Hunter looked at him and chuckled softly, "Yes..unfortunately, they'll turn their backs on other if the other becomes a werewolf. That being my dad." He then heard that and looked at Vincent softly with a smirk, "Id like that." he whispered as he was ready and looked at Vincent, "ah, well..I'm ready." He whispered softly.

"Well then..." He chuckled as he looked up. "Let's get out before your family notices..." He smiled back and stood up. "Climbing the trees shouldn't be too hard for you, right? Hunter." He chuckled as he headed toward the balcony. Easily getting down from the tree.

Hunter chuckled and nodded, "Good Idea." He muttered before looking at the tree and smirked softly "No it'l just take me a while." He said as he began to slowly climb down the tree.

Vincent looked up at the guy as he chuckled. Watching him climbing down and waited. After Hunter got down, he smiled and nodded. "Let's go then." He started to lead Hunter into the forest.