Kizu

Kizu is the strongest, most skilled hunter. Being in training for 7 years really paid off. He was known as the hero of the village and most desired man as a strong hunter at such a young age. Here in this world, there are Hybrids. Some Hybrids are more animal than others and try to attack humans. Hunters soon forgot how to tell the difference and kills hybrids on sight. Kizu is more intelligent and trained by the best master, so he knows better. Other hunters began to retire since hybrids are dying out. The few that are left guard the boarders of the village if any tried to escape the forest. Kizu, being the strongest one, is allowed to venture out into the forest. He had heard about one particular panther Hybrid, one that comes out of the forest just to terrorize the hunters at the boarders, only to flee after its fun. The present: Kizu was wandering in the forest, pausing at every rustle of leaves or maybe a snap of a twig a deer must have stepped on. He would stand still every so often with his eyes closed to sense his surroundings. He heard quick movement and open his eyes, wielding his sword. His eyes barely caught a black blur in a white hooded cloak. He turned in circles slowly, checking his surroundings and looking up in the trees, keeping his sword drawn high and his defenses up