Sinafay stumbled a bit as she ran through the thickening trees in Aldrassil. She took a moment to glance behind her at the pack of wild boar that was following her, seeking vengeance for killing one of their own. She moved strands of her long white hair out of her face and kept running, hoping they would tire of following her before she tired of moving. She soon came out of the small grove of trees and saw the twin ponds before her, which gave her an idea. She carefully lept from rock to rock over the first pond, trying not to slide off the slippery surface. As she approached the second pond, she lept high into the air and dove headfirst into the water, sinking down to the bottom and waiting.
She heard the disgruntled sounds of the boar pack sniffing around the outskirts of the water, however, having no desire to get wet, they soon gave up and scattered away. Nearly out of breath, Sinafay moved to the farthest end of the pond and resurfaced, throwing herself on the bank and taking a moment to regain her breath. She didn't rest for more than a couple seconds when she felt hot air that reeked of fish on her head, and heard a deep growling sound hovering above her. She very slowly looked up, and there standing over her was a nightsaber, baring all it's teeth and looking at her as if it hadn't eaten in weeks. It was a young Nightsaber, but still bigger than she was. She loosened the short sword hanging from her waist and caught the animal in a full spring before she had time to draw it. It's sharp claws raked the pale purple flesh of her shoulder as she used both her legs to throw it over her. Rolling to the side to regain her footing she drew her weapon before it had a chance to spring again, but the momentum of the heavy cat knocked the sword from her hand and she went flying back onto her back once again. As the saber's maw came closer to her neck she heard a sharp whistle through the air. The animal ceased it's attack, howled in agony, and fell dead on top of her.
Puzzled, Sinafay tried in vain to regain enough energy to lift the heavy animal off her body, and noticed the shaft of an arrow buried deep in it's side. Deciding to rest a moment before attempting to lift the cat again, Sinafay breathed a sigh of relief and rested her head on the soft moss she had been pinned on.
"You still have much to learn" a voice growled from the shadows.
"I had that situation completely under control," Sinafay retorted.
"Oh?" the voice replied gruffly, "And I suppose that is why your sword is about ten feet away from your grasp and there is a giant cat on top of you?"
"You mind not being such a smartass and getting it off me?" Sinafay flashed an angry glare in the direction of the voice.
Her rescuer removed himself from the shadows and slowly begain to strut in her direction. With broad shoulders showing clearly his strength he lifted the cat by the scruff of the neck with one arm and tossed it away. Sinafay groaned as her bones creaked as she tried to get up. Her rescuer offered her a hand in assistance, which she defiantly refused.
"You will never learn to be a true hunter if you are not more aware of your surroundings to avoid getting yourself into situations like that!" he snapped, slightly miffed at the refusal of his hand.
"Well what did you want me to do Glass...I couldnt have possibly stayed underwater any longer!" Sinafay snapped back.
"Well I must say that was a smart move to dive into the water in order to lose the pack of boar," Glass smiled slightly, "Though I think what we should work on next is the ability to hold onto your sword no?"
Sinafay glared at her instructor, "I should be getting home before Nana gets angry with me again.
Glass rolled his eyes. "How am I every supposed to train you if you have to run home everyday because that old hag throws a fit?!"
"She is NOT an old hag, she is my Nana," Sinafay said defensively, "And she is just concerned about me being out so late is all, she already lost my mother to the same cause."
Sinafay's mother, Stormlight, had also chosen the path of a hunter, at an even younger age. And Sinafay's grandmother hadn't been ready to give up her daughter to the dangerous world yet. So when Stormlight brought Sinafay to her doorstep as a baby, she was extra protective. Sinafay was the daughter of her mother, a Night elf, and a human paladin. The two were still on a journy to master their class when Sinafay was born, so they entrusted the baby to Nana to raise for them for a while. Sinafay hadnt seen either of her parents since before she could remember, though she frequently received letters and money from them.
But Sinafay did not become a hunter to follow in her mother's footsteps. She became a hunter when she met Glass, her mentor. She was on a routine trip to Darnassus to deliver some of her Nana's fruit to the market, when she met Glass and his cat Atreyu. Glass was already a master hunter in his sixtieth season, but was flat broke and starving. Sinafay took pity on him and gave him the fruit her Nana had intended her to sell, knowing they were well off and her Nana would be understanding on such a matter. While Glass ate, Sinafay asked him all sorts of questions on what being a hunter was like. Her curiousity was rooted in the fact that she wanted to know more about what her mother did for a living, since her Nana didn't like to talk about it much. But as Glass explained it, she took a growing interest herself, and asked Glass to train her. Already being in her debt for the food and not having much else to do, he agreed. Sinafay was now in her fifth season, and was nearly ready to leave the gates of her home villiage of Aldrassil and move on to Dolanaar to coninue her training. Sinafay had kept her hunter training a secret from her Nana, not wanting to hurt her, but she knew she would have to tell her, possibly as soon as in the morning, because her Nana did not know she would be leaving either.
Sinafay sighed, "Look Glass, I don't have much more time to spend with her alright? So let me go home early for tonight, because tomorrow I am leaving here, for a very long time."
Glass reluctantly agreed. "Alright, but none of this slacking off in the future young lady!"
Sinafay's face darkened, "Slacking?! Young lady?! You are only five years my senior old man!"
Glass playfully tapped her on the rump, "And don't forget to make me dinner either wench!"
Glass's grin soon turned to a wince as he recieved a sharp slap to the face.