Silence. She would have silence, or they would have death. Every footstep they took towards her prey ensured she would be at this much longer than intended. Pull back. Breathe. Release. Of course, she missed. Only a second too soon did the rabbit realise the presence of people and Hel glared at the person with loud feet from her place of concealment on the ground, "You owe me a rabbit." she growled, angrily pushing herself up from the ground, bow and arrow disregarded in the grass for the time being.













