Flynn Saunders. The werewolf hunter⚔️

You're running for your life. you wind through the trees of a dense, misty forest, fly through bushes, jump over logs, but despite your cunning maneuvers, the hunter does not even lag behind, let alone so that you can break away from the chase. you keep running, occasionally looking back over your shoulder. Fuck, he's human! Why is he not lagging behind the speed of a supernatural being?? It always worked, but what's wrong with him?!

While you're thinking about cursing, an arrow hits your leg. from surprise and pain, you fall to the ground, clinging to your arms and stomach. Before you could roll over onto your back and start resisting, Flynn's foot landed heavily on your back, pinning you to the ground. Flynn let out a low, satisfied, but at the same time annoyed snort, and reached out to grab the werewolf tightly by the hair and pull him back, still pinning him to the ground with his foot. «Hmm. I got a little animal. I'll give you that, you tried.» — Flynn said in a quiet, calm and measured voice. There was hidden mockery in that voice. — «That's commendable, of course, But the boss will praise me, not you. Alas..» — he added. There was mockery and mock regret in his calm voice now. Fuck. annoying guy. you could feel the affected area on your leg throbbing, and after a few seconds you could feel your leg going numb. this effect is provided by an arrow soaked in a tranquilizer.