[Bovice]

A black hared elf walked into a big tent, "Ex-..excuse me my lord." The elf said with a bow.

"Yes Laramaov, what is it?" A white hared elf asked as he turned around.

"The hunting party is ready for you." The black hared elf said still bowing.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I hunt alone?" The elf said as he made darkness crept closer to the black hared elf.

"No sire, please forgive me. Lord Niku please." Laramaov said nervously.

"This is your last warning Laramaov, if you disobey me one more time I will kill you." Niku said as he pulled the darkness away. "Now leave before I regret my decision." He said shoeing the elf away. He turned back around to get his bow and hunting equipment together. Niku quickly ran out of his tent, he found the perfect place to hunt and hide in a tree. He drew his bow as he heard some rustling on the ground.