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You can take this wherever you want, but would you mind using dice if it turns into a fight? :D Also, hover for translations!

Ch'zuenuze.

Kasarachukwu they had called him — he was the taker of men, a warrior renowned for his technique. He knew that nothing in this life would come easily, nor did he wish it did, so when he prayed to Ny for a meal to sate his hefty appetite, he understood the response without question.

It was difficult to see anything in the darkness of the night, let alone the frame of his target, though there was enough light available for her distinct hunter's stance to be locked into his mind. Sara laughed then, albeit quietly, as he thought of a woman hunting with the men. They'd tried more than once back at home, only to be written off as incompetent mothers with the perversions of men.

Sara took one slow step forward with a quiet step, his hackles rising with row-by-row precision as he made his approach. A low growl bubbled in his throat but with the space between them being so vast, he doubted that it sounded like anything more than a murmur.