Post by Kasey Nord Radley on Feb 9, 2014 20:57:49 GMT -5
It hadn't been very long since he had come to Beacon Hills, mostly Kasey Radley had been there to visit his daughter, however, he wasn't going to lie that there were some of other reasons as well. One of his friends at told him about a surge of activity within Beacon Hills, that of supernatural proportions and the hunter had wanted to see this for himself. The Californian suburb seemed to specialize in werewolves, but where there was one species of a creature, there were probably others lurking in the shadows as well. Yet he had really to run into any, which did nothing more that lead him into a mild boredom. He shouldn't say that though, the hunts were not the reason why he came, it had really been his daughter, or well, adoptive daughter, but that was another story for another time that he hoped he would never have to share with anyone else.
Leaves crunched beneath his boots now as he stalked through the woods, the moon lighting the way above him. Kasey kept a keen eye, blue grey eyes looking out for anything that would remotely suggest danger but there seemed to be nothing that night. Of course, the moon wasn't full so he wasn't even sure on what he had been expecting. There were probably other things that he should be doing right now like heading back to his hotel room, going to the local hunter bar to find out intel, hell, just going to a bar to perhaps talk to a pretty girl. Instead though, he found himself wishing to get to know his surroundings better, at dark. Some might not say that it's the smartest in the world to do, but it was situations like these, even without the threat of some sort of danger, that he truly felt like he was alive. Brought back his past, made him think of the Army, hell, even running around in the wilds of his home, back before he learned everything.
Certainly before he was carrying around a compound bow, that always got him a lot of questions. They were silent, unlike guns but he had never been opposed to their use. He just preferred the stealth they offered and in some ways, people considered them more humane. At least, when it came to deer, it might be an entirely different set up when it came to werewolves and others. That was something Kasey never quite bothered to learn more about. Most of his hunter life had been self taught in the beginning, after everything that had happened with his sister. Of course, those were memories that he often kept buried away now, hardly ever thought upon any more. It did not do him well to dwell on the past, there was nothing he could do about it nor change it. He might as well stick with the present and worry about the future.
The hunter came to a halt now, standing near one of the many overlooks that the preserve had to offer. It was interesting to see, the suburb, and how much woods seemed to stretch between it. All the lights that stood out like a beacon of hope in the darkness, that or it only called every danger to it. Though, it's not as if it stood out against other cities, other towns. They all had their issues, Seattle in particular, he heard could be a hot spot for activity as well. But he had heard things about Beacon Hills, from friends, but he also did a little of his own research as well. Something about it was making everything else stand out. People getting killed in the woods, by animals, but when he took a look at the pictures, it looked like no werewolf attack that he had ever seen. It might have actually suggested cat. There was a snapping of a twig now alerted him now, Kasey reached for his bow quickly and within a matter of seconds, there was an arrow lined up in it as well.
Grey blue eyes took in everything now, his body taunt and tense, ready for anything to happen. Yet, he didn't quite feel the threat of danger, or if there was one, it wasn't aimed at him, "Hello?" for once, breaking the rule of absolute silence. It took away his edge, but something told him that maybe, just maybe, there wasn't anything to fear out there, must less kill. Tonight at least. But that didn't mean that he loosened the bow, put the arrow back in his quiver, no, that wouldn't happen until he was sure.WORDS: 773
TAGGED: Open to anybody
NOTES: Dramatic Kasey, first post with him ever. Yayyyy. Bandy is finally unlazy.
LYRICS: Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace
CREDIT: CaeJae@caution2.0