11-06-2013, 06:13 AM
Chu'si hummed as she looked at the rising sun in the sky. Finishing butcharing the deer she had caught for her family, she took the pelt and hung it out to dry. Washing her hands in the stream that ran past her home, the indian hunter was always up before the sun, and prayed at sunrise with the rest of her family. Walking towards the stone shrine on the corner of the land they owned, she ruffled the hair of her younger brother, who was kneeling and rubbing his tired eyes. He was still getting used to the early morning routine that he had to now take a part in that he was 16. Seeing his scowl, the snake maiden chuckled and then knelt next to him. To her right was her mother and father, and when meeting their gazes, they all began to chant together. Praying to Mother Nature, Father sun, Mother Moon, and Father Night. The musical chant was something of beauty, and soothed the nerves of the huntress. She found the small things always helped her to keep herself from completely immersing herself in the thoughts about the wolves. Somewhere in her heart, she knew they all couldn't be bad, for they used to be peaceful with the wolves in her native people's tribe, but having seen the wolf over the dead body of her first brother, she always had a spark of hatred in her heart.
As her thoughts on that terrible memory bubbled up, she felt a sick taste in her mouth. Her stomach coiled into a knot and froze in a cold lump. Standing instantly the chanting was done, she moved swiftly to grab her weapons once again. Her parents watched with eyes of worry, and her brother sprung up to follow her. He always liked to shoot arrows with her at this time of day. "Chu'si wait up!" he called in their native tongue. Turning in a sudden flourish of anger and sadness, the woman startled the young boy. "Go back to the house and eat you silly boy. Focase on your studies. Arrows will not lead you to a life of happiness." she snapped, immediately regretting her words as his features fell to sadness. He knew that he wasn't talented enough to be a hunter like she was, but he always liked to try, to prove he was strong too. His head dropped and he turned to head back to the house where his mother looked on with worry, her father shot her a look of anger, but she met his eyes with coldness of her own.
As much as she wanted to appologize, she would not. She had always wanted to keep her brother away from the forest. She would not loose another brother to the forest and the evil that could lurk within it's mist. Turning she then sped off into the forest, knowing that she didn't have any duties to the towns people today. She would do her rounds like she always did. It was painful to leave her family like that, but she couldn't trust them to the forest, never again. If it ment them turning to hate her, she would keep them from harm.
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