05-18-2018, 03:29 AM
“Hmmmm….” Ian sighed a bit, pushing some of his ginger hair out of his face. “Well at least this time I won’t have to uproot my son...he’s starting school in a month...so what you said last night… about other hunters? You’re the second one i’ve ever run into….” Ian trailed off, shivering at the memory… it had been the first time he had killed a human, it still haunted him but he comforted himself by telling himself that he had to do it or else Tristan would be a orphan.
The ginger haired man rolled up the sleeves on the hoodie so they wouldn't get in his way if he feended his hands, hsi bare toeswiggling in the dirt, yup he’d need a bath once he got home… maybe a bubble bath…
“So… you know my name… what’s yours?” Ian asked the dark haired hunter in front of him, green eyes genuinely curious.
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