It had to be a Hunter ( Closed)

~Sandra Deak~

Sandra had been testing her agility. She always liked to practice. She was jumping towards another tree but her foot made a small branch of leaves rustle. She thought she would've been fine. No one was around, well she thought that. In the next, 13 seconds she had a dagger against her neck. She would've gone easier on the person if it was a girl. But it was a boy. A boy who was about to need his fingers stichd back together.
"HOW DARE YOU!" She screamed at the boy before landing a good punch across his face.

"You, don't need to know my name boy!" She said with a snarl.
She was more than pissed. How dare a BOY touch her? Even more, threaten her with a weapon. She didn't care if she caused all of those stayrs and nymphs to come to them. 
"And don't even think that I would let you keep a weapon within your reach!" She told him.
She got in front of him, the snarl still on her face and held out her hand.
"Child of Ares, I can tell. Weapon, my hand boy!"
She may of been nicer to the boy. She was nice to one. Maybe if he hadn't put that dagger on her neck. She shaked her hand and glared at him. It was a glare that mixed of a mothers cold hard glare and an intimidate glare. Keeping her hand up she counted in her head.

Sandra hadn't realised the satyr behind her before the boy threw his dagger at it. He told her they needed to work together, there were going to be more of them. She sent a silent sorry to Lady Artemis and nodded her head.
"Fine, but this doesn't mean we're cool." She told him as she handed one of her daggers to him.
She made her bow and quiver appear in her hands and on her belt. She notched an arrow and quickly surveyed the area. She saw where they could come from. Being a child of Athena helped multiple times.
"Okay, here's the plan. I can go into the trees and be the sharpshooter, you will stay in the middle of the area. I will knock off as many as I can. I won't get the ones that are halfway to you, you will be able to attack those ones. So I will almost have the exterior circle, you have the interior. Got it?"
It had been quickly planned but she needed him to agree or make an adjustment quickly.

Sandra quickly looked at the trees. She picked the one where she could see each of the openings. She quickly climbed to a branch that was the right height. She perched herself correctly and notched an arrow and let it go. It hit a satyr in the chest. Of course she felt bad about killing animals, well half animals, but these had been brainwashed to kill. She repeated this process multiple times. Each arrow hitting their target. She had to let a few get through so she could fend off more.

Sandra was picking off more of the zombie satyrs when she saw one come up behind Jonathan. She pulled out her other dagger and hurled it at the satyr. It impaled into the top of its head. She then went back to firing her arrows. She saw that the hoad had been getting bigger. She cursed in greek and went into a more rapid attack stance. She knocked the ones she could off and hoped Jonathan could get the ones she couldn't. She might of said she wanted to harm him, but she didn't want someone dead. She knocked a few more off before quickly looking down to make sure he wasn't dead.

Sandra looked down to see that the tree she was standing on was on fire. She cursed once again and did something she usually doesn't do. She jumped without a plan. She jumped out of the tree and landed somewhat gracefully on the ground. She looked around and tapped the ring on her finger, turning into her sword. She didn't use it often but she decided now would be good. She looked at Jonathan and pointed to herself and then nodded at the oncoming herd. She went over to him and stood back to back with him.
"Lets kill these things!" She screamed as the herd of satyrs came at them.
She was fighting with a boy. Not at with but along with him. She shouldn't but she knew she had to. She fought at the satyrs that came at her side. Her head kept playing the song from Narnia when they were fighting. SHe smiled at the thought at slashed at another satyr.

Sandra laughed at his remark.
"Very fast, duh." She replied with a smirk.
She didn't know why but she waited for the plan. She caught on to part of it but she needed to know the rest in order to do it.
"Why do you ask?"