John
"I don't think I can agree with you, Ma'am. If the situation was reversed I think your opinion would change. What if people were hunted in such a way, checking to see how many offspring one has and the use they have in society? What if something looked at you, decided you were not helpful to the world to justify your existence and murdered just so something could feed upon you?" 

*Her gaze followed the arrow, watching it move as the elf moved her hands while she spoke. At least it currently wasn't in the bow itself, if things turned hostile Manon would have time to do something. The vampire forgot about the blood on her hands as she brought her finger to her lip as she thought. Occasionally her index finger tapped across her bottom lip and some of the deer's blood transferred onto her skin almost like lipstick.* 

"I spend plenty of time on how brutal the world can be, I also believe that not everything has to resort to violence all the time. If you would like, I can find you some plants to eat as a sort of compensation for my meddling." 

*With her finger still on her lip she looked from left to right. To the elf it might've looked like she was searching for something, but Manon knew there were multiple sources of food and was contemplating which one to pull from. On the right were berries that could be eaten just as they were, no cooking required but it probably wouldn't be too filling. On the left there were some wild carrots that would require cleaning and cooking but at least it would be filling.* 

"I think the animals of the forest could do just one more day without being hunted by an additional threat. Let us feed on the local plant life."
Sherri
*The ranger seems to chuckle slightly as her opposite continues to speak, looking away as she grins behind her mask. When she looks back, she takes a particularly interested gaze in that bloodied finger. The elf is beginning to think that they are talking more from experience and that one action is enough to ring the bells. To be covered in blood for many is not exactly abhorrent, but the casual willingness to let it touch her mouth - it suggested to her that this woman may be more than she suspected. It's starting to come together.

She answers with some amusement to the woman's conversation, slightly sneering.* "Oh, no I don't think my opinion would. We have our own place in the world and we fall victim to the wills of the wild all the time, but I don't think they'd have much chance hunting a hunter." *Elisven shakes her head, voice becoming more determined as she raises her bow to point it towards the woman.* "See, you don't care when a wolf rends flesh from a living creature, killing to survive as is its duty, but I take more care than the natural hunters here and I am still a villain? It's merely a misunderstanding of the world at large. These beasts live their lives with the understanding that they will be hunted, if not by me then by another. Your people are not used to that idea, either that these animals expect to die or that they themselves are animals with the same expectations."

*The woman hisses some air through her teeth as she lowers her bow from its point and moves her arrow back to its string. She lets it's shaft rest against it, keeping it unnotched. She speaks somberly as she asks her next questions, her gaze piercing as she watches the woman carefully.* "But something tells me you speak with more of an underlying intent. Forgive the intrusion, but I suppose you are a hunter of hunters yourself?" *She pauses before continuing.* "You would not be the first I've met, for discussing ethics with the damned is becoming somewhat regular."
John
"I think you have options available to you, Miss. There are other materials that one can survive off of in place of violence. Wolves are acting on '*Mostly*' instincts, thoug-." *Manon shook her head instead of continuing, she would just sound crazy if she told the huntress what wolves really talked about.* "It doesn't really matter what happened, if an animal is injured and no predators are nearby. If I can make it in time, I will heal those animals as well." *Unless she was hungry, her morals would blur at that point and the temptations to end their suffering on her own survival needs would kick in. She knew how hypocritical she sounded, though she too did it on instincts and survival.* 

"Hunter of hunters? If you're referring to people, then no." *Her hand moved from her lips, instead she indicated to the forest that surrounded them both.* "I too have choices, as 'Damned' as I might be. I put myself in situations where other people are last to be harmed. I'll even save animals as you've so kindly pointed out." *Manon had a slight taste of the blood on her lips while she spoke, enough for her to lick at the blood spot on her lips. After obtaining a mouthful of the Buck's blood she looked down at her hands and sighed.* "Oh right... Until I find a way to wash my hands, I can show you which plants are good to eat around the area. I'm not hungry so I won't be a threat."