@scentedwolfperfume | cont. from [ x ]
Amelia was able to take town the monster after HOURS. She herself was shocked that she came out alive, and hopefully this stranger would continue to live. There were some casualties... and unfortunately, that was to be expected on a hunt like this one. As the sun was rising, she was able to bring the man back to her car which wasn't too far from where she was thankfully. She patched him up the best she could before he woke up. There was so much blood. Some of it was hers, and she didn’t know what half belonged to her or this person. She was able to patch up her own wounds in the mean time, as hers weren’t as bad.
She let out a sigh of relief when he came to, and actually responded with words.
“I’m Amelia---” she announced, “We’re somewhere in 100 Mile Wilderness. In Maine.” She said, trying to answer as many questions as he had. She understood the confusion - this came with the job in being a Hunter. And she would do the best she could to relay the information without hopefully freaking the other out enough. It wasn’t always easy, nobody in their right mind would believe her unless they too experienced it. The monsters, that is.
“I don’t know how much you remember, but you were attacked.” She said, pausing. “By a monster...” her voice trailed off almost waiting for his reaction, but she continued on. “Wendigo.”
As the man started coughing, she placed a hand on his shoulder, “You should take it easy... I need to bring you to a hospital. I was only able to fix you up so much. You lost a shit ton of blood...” but she shook her head, “it’s both of ours. But most of it is you.”
