When he realized it was only her, he relaxed and said, "Oh, you're finally awake." Then, his face distorted into a grimace and a regretful look came to his eyes. All of a sudden, he disappeared. She spun a couple times, making sure he was no where to be found, then she closed her eyes and began to listen. Her family is an example of a mutation of their species. Her mother's ancestors had begun mutating in the early 1800's, but they hid the secret well. One of the skills she developed is excellent hearing. Her hearing is trumped only by the asymmetrical ears of a barn owl, who can sense a mouse's heartbeat from miles away.

So, she listened for the telltale signs of his shallow breathing and located him as he was silently creeping up behind her. She slowly reached down and grabbed her hunting knife that always hangs on her belt loop in case of an emergency. When she sensed that he was only a few feet away, she wheeled around and pulled out her knife as she reached out for his neck with her left hand. He reacted quickly and dodged, leaving her fingers grasping at thin air. Her next move allowed her to sucker punch him and leave him holding his gut. Disabled, he had no chance to recover before she grabbed him and held her knife against his throat.

A/N- Okay guys, Night of Mist will be on a hopefully temporary hiatus, or break. I don't know when it will be returning but I do plan to continue it once I find some inspiration. Thank you all so much for understanding, and I will be posting more in my Book of Art, if y'all are interested in seeing it!