I opened my eyes, my back was screaming and I was in a strange house, in a strange, soft bed. My sight cleared and their was a man, sitting in a chair, carving in some wood. But his clothes, it couldn't be, he was: a Hunter. The starlight clan, live in the woods of Luxembourg, they live peacefully and never attack humans, humans attack them. The Hunters are a group of men that have killed wolves for over a hunderd years. When a young Hunter helps the chiefs daughter, who was attacked by one of the other Hunters, the times will change, in good and bad ways for both sides. "What did we ever do to you!" I screamed with my hands behind my head and Gratons crossbow aimed on my heart. "Ask you're father." He sad with a mean smirk and a lack of sarcasm. What is your choice? Wolf or Hunter?