Snippet #2230451

Leon rolled her eyes at the boy and stood, leaving him in the care of Spirit. She had enough of being friendly for the day, and she decided to leave the Set for a little while. Leon grabbed her pack and swung the bulk of it on her back, sliding her arms through the straps almost mechanically-it was an action she found herself constantly performing. She was an excellent tracker, so she figured she would follow some trails for sport. Patting her side to check for her AK 47 6 inch knife, she nodded to herself and started in the woods. The sun's rays scattered the forest, and specks of light through the trees shone on her face. As she continued, she flicked open her blade and spun it around in her hand, going over kill shots in her head, just in case she were to be attacked. Spontaneously, she decided to head East of her current direction.

Leon found a nice tree with a lower branch, so she dropped her pack on the ground, stabbing the lethal metal into the tree in front of her. Without another thought, her head snapped up to the branch, and she jumped, arms stretching up to catch it. Her fingerless gloves provided extra grip, and she soon found herself hanging a few feet off the ground. Her palms were planted on the opposite side of the branch that she was facing, and Leon began performing a few pull-ups, determination evident on her face. Closing her eyes, Leon focused on the sounds of the forest and her breathing. A rabbit was digging through the foliage a few yards away, searching for its next nutritious meal of berries. A black-capped chickadee was flying overhead, singing songs of seduction to potential mates. The next thing Leon heard was unnerving, however. She heard... A man? Her eyes flew open as she started towards the base of the branch, placing her feet on the trunk and horizontally walking up it until she was safely sitting on a branch. Holding her breath, she listened closer.

"Please don't kill me, I have a family, my kids! Please!" What in hell... Who is that? Leon was distracted by her own thoughts for a few moments, before straining again to hear how things progressed.

"But you promised that you'd let me go! You made a motherfucking promise! You lied you -". The thud and the splitting silence final pushed Leon into action. Whoever fell couldn't have been one of her own, none of them were old enough for children. Regardless of the age, she demanded an explanation of the man's attack. Leon jumped softly to the ground, grabbing her pack and knife swiftly. Very quietly she headed towards the area of distress, holding her breath. The next thing she saw was a tall boy around her age with dark longish hair. She narrowed her eyes.

Friend or foe?