ARIANA
“Your mother used to be a hunter!” That’s what my father said when I visited him in the hospital.
Those words echoed in my mind. It meant they met for the first time in a hunting zone, outside the Ashen Howlers' wall. My mom as a hunter, and my dad, the company owner, who happened to be overseeing the hunting activities near the mines that day.
Continuing with my dad’s story, "Maybe you never realized it, Ariana, but your mom was training you to be a good hunter ever since you were little."
I could barely believe it. My childhood memories were blurry and faded, probably from all the trauma. Especially after my mom passed away.
When I think back on what Dad said, it's true that Mom would always take me to play outside. We’d run, climb trees, swim—all the stuff boys my age were
