*Descraven, the shadow wolf is currently sitting on a ledge watching a group of hunters. He gets up feeling that he has wasted enough time on the petty humans he is treated to a loud crack sound from behind, sounding like the crack coming from the cocking of a gun, he spins around and comes snout to barrel with a high caliber rifle. Much to the surprise of the hunter, Descraven smiles* I will warn you if you value your life you will put away the gun and turn away now forgetting you ever say me* the hunter now shaking starts to pull the trigger. Descraven hearing the small clicking dives forward allowing his shadows to surround him in a small bubble shield. Placing left paw on the rifle he tosses it to the ground, the force of the impact with the ground causes the bullet in the chamber to go off it flies off north about three hundred yards until it hits a tree, Descraven closes his paws and a blade shoots out of each of his braces that are about a foot and a half long each, the blade on his left hand shoots through the hunter’s jugular. Descraven slides the blade back out of the soon to be dead hunter’s neck and turns back to the other hunters whom had a front row seat to the show. Descraven jumps down off of the ledge watching the hunters with highly trained eyes, the hunters being stunned that he wasn’t running are in a frenzy trying to find their rifles. The hunter furthest away from Descraven finds his rifle first and quickly takes aim at Descraven. He shoots and the bullet slams against his shadow shield and ricochets off toward another hunter. The bullet goes through the hunter’s leg which instantly causes him to fall to the ground holding his new wound in pain. Descraven puts retracts the blade on his left brace and pulls out his Uzi lowering his shield he fires the Uzi at the hunter who fired at him while rushing forward after the nearest hunter. The hunter who fired at him takes ten bullets to the chest and falls to the ground covered in blood while Descraven jumps over the hunter he was rush stabbing the blade into the back of his head leaving only the wounded hunter left. He walks over to the wounded hunter seeing that he would more likely never be able to hunt again he puts away his Uzi and stabs his blade into his arm allowing some of his own blood to drip onto the wound and then retracts his blade. While his blood is healing the wound he climbs back up the ledge and walks away.